You Can Watch the Hurricane, Or...
I just won't do it. I'm just as worried as everyone else is but I won't do it.
For this tiny moment, I'm choosing to laugh at the fashion foibles of celebrities instead (http://gofugyourself.typepad.com/), because it makes me feel better for buying those gorgeous cowboy boots whose current status as "wildly fashionable" and "really cool" was probably conferred by no other cultural influence than "The Dukes Of Hazzard." I swear to God that this JUST OCCURRED TO ME, and it's too late to take them back. I already wore them twice.
Go ye and laugh. Now that I know that every day of this final week off is going to be rainy, I'm choosing to laugh. I could go park at the beach and cry, but I'm going to laugh. And put things on my cat.