Vortexia's Secret

I was taken back to my roots earlier tonight. ah yes, getting to move life into the bathroom to wait out a tornado warning. good times. why is that reminding me of my roots? i have many vivid memories of my mom frantically shooing our whole family into the bathroom or a closet (or at one point a basement) to protect us from the tornado warnings. thankfully we've never been hit with one. however, this was not a fun ritual. for some reason, it always had to happen in the middle of the night as i was thoroughly enjoying a deep sleep, undoubtedly on a week night so i would have to get up again in the morning for school. she used to be really bad about it, so we would have to huddle for hours during tornado watches and severe thunderstorm warnings. i see those as events that can be slept through. i guess she eventually decided so as well. anyway, tonight she called to tell me that i was under a tornado warning and needed to get off the phone and seek cover immediately. i hadn't entirely decided if i should do anything or not, but heard the howling wind and then a tornado siren very nearby, so decided to be safer than sorrier. it only lasted 10 minutes max, so no biggie. anyway, just figured i'd share.

fabulous news! J called me during the storm and said that he had just finished helping a friend haul all of his stuff into a moving van. he said it was torrential rain as they were moving, but of course it let up as soon as they had finished moving the last load. but anyway... the guy offered up his couch to J for free if he wanted it. J doesn't need it at the moment, but said he'd take it anyway since i'll need it. turns out it's about 6' long and a sleeper sofa! he said it was good quality, still in good condition, and heavy as hell. it smells like smoke, but can be febreezed. so as long as we can get it out of that apartment and over to my parents' house to be stored somewhere for the next 2 months, i just got a free couch! sweeeeeet.

oh yeah, and tonight was the first night of class. only the first of three classes, but this one doesn't seem too bad. we only have 2 papers, and combining them we'll get out of the class writing fewer than 20 pages worth of material. unfortunately, the prof kind of mumble-rambles, so the hour fifteen that she kept us felt like an eternity. but i've lived through that several times before and i'm sure i can do it again. ok, well i'm tired and hungry, but not in that order. so i'll be back again tomorrow. hopefully with a surge protector to protect my nice new TV from... surges. there's some solid logic for ya.

P.S. Keep them in your prayers.