bring on da cane

Brittany is blaming for me Isabel's wrath because I mocked the storm, or lack there of. Isabel got back at us by wreaking havoc in the early morning.

From my one window that faces the street, I don't see any flooding or trees down. Yay. We lost power three times last night, but luckily, I am a girl, thus I own a myriad of candles. My apartment was dark no more.