So there's this storm.. right?
You're gonna love it. I've had a hell of a day.. what with the night I had. Trust me, it really wasn't that interesting, just fun.
The day can be summed up by being dramatically over-wrought with rain and losing my purse in a Walmart parking lot full of mexicans. No, I didn't think I'd be getting in back. Not in a two-bit town. Yet.. I drove back from my dorm.. after having cursed the air putrid at full volume and stood.. yes stood in line at customer service. Some nice cart boy brought it in then cowered when I started thanking him. Hm.
So I make it back to my room and put my groceries away. My poor deformed bread has yet to regain its former glory.. and I get a phone call from a friend down at Tulane. He's safe. Yay! Good deal. I've been suitably freaking out over this whole Katrina thing. As a Southerner and a frequently frequenting coastal Southerner I'm a good deal worked up and worried, checking my mail, the news, and IMs to see who's being evacuated, who's in the path, who's safe, had to leave, is getting kidnapped, hijacked, zapped into space. When I found out Orleans was going to be hit like it was, I was.. on edge, to say the least. So when the news came from my good friend that the authorites were giving civilians permission to steal cars to evacuate.. I let out an "Oh my god. My goodness." And my roommate goes, "What?" So I reply. "I just learned that one of my friends is safe. Which means most of them from that area are now." "He wasn't safe?" "Um.. no. He was in the way of the hurricane." "There's a hurricane?" "Yes.. you see that big swirly thing on the t.v.?" "Oh.. so that's why it's so rainy. Hm."
Yeah.. I'm going to give her sympathies to all of the supposed 100k people that might lose their lives. She's just worried about getting wet. Sorry. I know.. it's just your home. It's just your work.. school.. livelihood.. The oil in Mexico. Hell, the economy. I know, I know.. but it's raining here in Kentucky.
However, in other news..
Me: It's fun to kid that it is, but it's so not. I'd never move to Indiana.
Danny: Lol. I got family there.
Danny: But, I'm like..
Danny: I like hawaii.
Danny: There's no weed in Indiana.
Danny: >.<
Me: Dude. There so is. People drive like shit. There's GOT to be weed.
Me: Somethin' in the water.
Danny: LOL
Danny: It's called in-breeding.
Me: Lmao.
The day can be summed up by being dramatically over-wrought with rain and losing my purse in a Walmart parking lot full of mexicans. No, I didn't think I'd be getting in back. Not in a two-bit town. Yet.. I drove back from my dorm.. after having cursed the air putrid at full volume and stood.. yes stood in line at customer service. Some nice cart boy brought it in then cowered when I started thanking him. Hm.
So I make it back to my room and put my groceries away. My poor deformed bread has yet to regain its former glory.. and I get a phone call from a friend down at Tulane. He's safe. Yay! Good deal. I've been suitably freaking out over this whole Katrina thing. As a Southerner and a frequently frequenting coastal Southerner I'm a good deal worked up and worried, checking my mail, the news, and IMs to see who's being evacuated, who's in the path, who's safe, had to leave, is getting kidnapped, hijacked, zapped into space. When I found out Orleans was going to be hit like it was, I was.. on edge, to say the least. So when the news came from my good friend that the authorites were giving civilians permission to steal cars to evacuate.. I let out an "Oh my god. My goodness." And my roommate goes, "What?" So I reply. "I just learned that one of my friends is safe. Which means most of them from that area are now." "He wasn't safe?" "Um.. no. He was in the way of the hurricane." "There's a hurricane?" "Yes.. you see that big swirly thing on the t.v.?" "Oh.. so that's why it's so rainy. Hm."
Yeah.. I'm going to give her sympathies to all of the supposed 100k people that might lose their lives. She's just worried about getting wet. Sorry. I know.. it's just your home. It's just your work.. school.. livelihood.. The oil in Mexico. Hell, the economy. I know, I know.. but it's raining here in Kentucky.
However, in other news..
Me: It's fun to kid that it is, but it's so not. I'd never move to Indiana.
Danny: Lol. I got family there.
Danny: But, I'm like..
Danny: I like hawaii.
Danny: There's no weed in Indiana.
Danny: >.<
Me: Dude. There so is. People drive like shit. There's GOT to be weed.
Me: Somethin' in the water.
Danny: LOL
Danny: It's called in-breeding.
Me: Lmao.