Storm Means More to Me
So as I awake Sunday afternoonish and hop on to the ol' internet, the first story that I see is Hurricane Katrina. This usually would not be a big deal, except for the fact that MY ROOMMATE is in fucking New Orleans right now. She is down there for work and I haven't heard from her since the hurricane uber fucked the city. I feel for the people of New Orleans and everywhere else that the storm has affected(effected...whatever). But she doesn't live there and it scares me that her phone is off. I hope to God that she is doing ok and that she made it to a shelter. If I had alcohol, I would chug until she returns. Here is to a safe return for Lani and an expidited clean up.