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[cawingcrow]

Every time I think I've come to terms with the fact that I'm highly unlikely to still have a house or any of my stuff not in the car, some stray thought about yarn or Halloween shirts or all sorts of weird random shit will cross my mind and remind me of the stuff I've left behind and freaks me out again. So I watch the TV coverage as the damned

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[hederaivy]

I want to tell you to have a couple more drinks and stop worrying, because no amount of worrying is going to change the course of the storm.
However, I know that's not really helpful, because you already know that and it's far easier said than done. So, instead, I'll suggest you have another hurricane or three and know that your friends are thinking about you and hoping for the best possible outcome.

[cawingcrow]

I'm already contemplating heaving over 1--don't think more would help. *laugh*

[hederaivy]

I don't know...could be sort of symbolic. "Down the drain with you, damned hurricane!"

[cawingcrow]

Hell, I'm sniveling over the likely fate of the squirrel that keeps shooting pecans at me with military precision when I get out of my car at this point. Not a good mental path to follow given where it is likely to take me. :-( And the birds who always shit on my car, though they at least have a chance to wing it on out (though not far enough away to be out of the winds).

[binaryathena]

I'm a worry wart as well. It is what I do, my mom taught me well. Don't drink anymore if you're nauseated, nausea often accompanies worrying. Don't worry about bringing the party mood down, they will all understand.