Holy Fuckin' Shit.

[autodeath]

Sam saw my baby today. He was checking on our house, making sure the looting situation doesn't come that far. He says he misses me badly, and that he'll never stay for a storm again, not even a tropical storm. They had to leave him. My poor, poor angel. We're not able to reach him right now because of the distance we'd have to go..and because of the price of gas..but when we get a clear shot..we're going to rescue my angel. If me and Matt made it through this..then we now can make it through anything. :]

My garage only got two trees, the rest of my crib is straight...we got lucky..so did Sam. I'm still waiting on info from the rest of my friends.