Come on, Irene.

Whether it’s the weather or the nyquil I took last night, man, I woke up like a rock this morning. I still feel kind of tired and groggy. I was sneezing so much yesterday, which isn’t like me. Must be an odd cold. I had the general sore/dry throat the other day. This is the post-nasal drip phase. Oh, delightful. I much prefer when I HAVE ENERGY.

And of course the one morning I’m awake, Everquest2 is down for a game update.

Getting closer to deciding what phone I want. Actually, I’ve pretty much decided. This. I clearly do not want a smartphone, as I don’t want to deal with the data charges, and don’t want a touch-screen. I’ve been texting more in recent months, hence my desire for a qwerty keypad. My el cheapo flip-phone has served me well, but I’m ready to move on.

And oh hey, did you know the apocalypse is coming early? Check this shit out:

Low, medium, high, EXTREME? Since when did the weather channel start using EXTREME? What’s next, TUBULAR? What about a RADICAL warning? Cowabunga, man.

I must have a few brain cells missing, because shit like this doesn’t scare me at all. I find it all rather exciting. That light earthquake we had was fun. We haven’t had a hurricane come up the east coast and actually hit the Jersey area in YEARS. Moreover, the houses in this area are generally built to withstand blizzards (and therefore hurricanes). Shoreline’s fucked, as well as areas that tend to get flash flooding, but my immediate area isn’t in any imminent danger.

I figure if we get some tornadoes and maybe a nuclear meltdown, and we’ll have an apocalypse for sure. Oh, and zombies. Lots of zombies. Smashed houses aren’t a sign of the end of the world, but if we all start wandering around with our arms horizontal and moaning, “BRRRRAAAAAAIIINNNSSS”, then I think then MAYBE it’s the end of the world. Damn, I knew I forgot to buy a shotgun last time I was in walmart.

PHOTON TORPEDOES READY. ALL HANDS BRACE FOR IMPACT. Hrm. Wonder if I should add some sandbags to my car so it doesn’t go anywhere, ha ha.

Of course, you know how many times over the years we’ve been warned of a hurricane coming up the coast, only for it to go out to sea? Come on, Irene, WHATCHUGOT?