Hey. Guess what? We're getting a hurricane. Know what? We live in a mobile home, so we're fixin' to haul ass over to the Ternowchecks. Guess what else? We have to pack up five cats and two poop-boxes.
I am highly pissy and disrupted. I am trying not to be. I'm trying to be calm, but I live with John the wide-eyed weather freak and he is truly -TRULY- fuckin' with my chill.