When the lights go out...

I am a 23 year old who is afraid of the dark.

I admit it. Freely.

It's because I have the craziest imagination known to man. I hear noises and start thinking things...yes, the boogie man plays in there once in a while.

So the most unfortunate thing happened last night.

The lights went out in my apartment.

What to do? Everyone else was working...on Friday. Busy night.

I went down to the street and just started calling friends - eventually one of my roommates walked past, carrying candles.

So yes, we had candle light last night. ;)