Moody Meow

Liberal, lunatic lassie, with mood swings and foot-in-mouth syndrome

The Day After

Posted on | September 27, 2004 | 2 Comments

Man, I am still tired. She stole all my energy with her windy moaning.

So, coming in to work this morning seemed eerily familiar. Not in the normal sense, unless you consider post-hurricane madness the norm. But unlike the other storms where the parking lot was flooded with crews from other states, there was a lone truck that did not belong. I almost felt bad for them. Traveling to Florida, espically to our area has to be tiring. They must be just as tired as we are. And when its all said and done, there will be less who travel this way to help out. The panhandle’s damage required their attention much more than ours does. The damamge just isn’t as widespread or severe as it is up there. Of course, I am sitting pretty because I have power at the moment. But I would rather they try to rebuild the shattered lives up there.

I didn’t sleep quite as well as I wanted to. My back hurt. And I dreamt that David left me for Haley. It was a very wierd dream. Maybe I will sleep better tonight. I think I need a shag.

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2 Responses to “The Day After”

  1. Erica the Meow
    September 30th, 2004 @ 8:49 am

    I thought it was damn funny, after I the disturbed feeling left me. Thought you would get a kick out of that!

  2. Joel
    September 29th, 2004 @ 8:13 pm

    Oh, that Haley! Is nothing sacred?

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