After the disaster in Joplin last night, it seems callous and mean to have a drunken pirate celebrating the non-end of the world as my top post right now.
Saturday night frightened me. Didn't help much that my husband was a bit tipsy and thought that having flip flops on was sufficient enough coverage for his feet when the fucking tornado sirens were going off in our neighborhood. ::roll eyes::
My coworker came in this morning and said she was planning on texting me that night, probably to give me shit during what was a very frightening time for me. I told her that had she, I wouldn't have responded.
Look, I don't think storms are fun. Or funny. Or non-scary. LOOK AT FUCKING JOPLIN. Storms can get violent FAST. And I live in a very unsafe house for a storm like the one they had last night.
It's not funny to make fun of people like me who have a severe fear of storms and what they can do. It just ISN'T.