It's 5:20 AM. Yes, AM. I'm awake because some crazy wicked hurricane- oh wait, it's now a tropical depression- is sitting right over my house. Literally. I typed in the Longitude and Latitude of where the storm is located and it said, "Ha! That's your house! "Pine cones are being hurtled at the house and rolling across the roof; trees are being laid down almost to the ground with the force of the wind; and pelting rain sounds like it will shatter the thin glass of my window at any moment. And of course, I'm awake. I usually can sleep through anything, so this should tell you how much noise this stupid storm is making.
But I guess it could be worse. At least I don't live in Houston.
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Ciao Gloria, un bacio da Roma
the highway that runs by my graduate school is 8 1/2 feet UNDER water. Hope my records haven't been lost!
Also, the building where I'm going to graduate in 8 months, has damage. The Southeast corner of the building was basically destroyed when the roof cave in.
I still get to graduate, though...right??
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