Ugh, you guys. The hurricane basically didn’t affect me at all, except that the area around my office got flooded and has no power, so I’ve been off work all week. Which is amazing, except that I feel like such a slug. I have a maternity session, an engagement session, and a wedding to edit, and I keep my Photoshop laptop at work. My grocery delivery service canceled my healthy, low-carb order this week, so I’ve been eating nothing but delivery food, and it’s not like I’m going to have a salad delivered when there are burgers and nachos. I’m as many as fifteen posts behind on some of your blogs. The Halloween candy is running out. I may have to clean a toilet or something to make up for having electricity when half of the city doesn’t. WOE, people. WOE.
NBD, Hurricane
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Wow, sounds like the apocalypse.
I was hoping you’d still be able to get take-out, or else I feared that you may have turned on your roommate, zombie style.
I heard FEMA needs people to help pick up, like, broken houses and shit in New Jersey. In case you’re still off work next week. ;) Glad you weren’t too adversely affected, in all seriousness.
And you were just getting ready to blame the marathon for taking up your weekend and preventing you from writing. Damn that Michael Bloomberg. He left you with no choice but to be honest.
Well, at least you’re not going to starve to death or die of cholera. So you’re way ahead of the folks on the Oregon Trail.
SORRY. I suck at optimism sometimes.
Oh, and I’m reallyreally glad you’re OK. Let’s not forget that part.
I was really hoping your next post was going to be about how much you loved meeting me and how Cass and I almost kept you from making it on to your flight into the hurricane because I had to pee and Cassie had to get a holiday McFlurry.
But really, I’m glad you’re ok and not starving!
And sadly, that McFlurry sucked and wasn’t worth it. Le sigh.
Either way, I’m kind of mad, too. Where’s the love? WHERE’S THE LOVE. It’s not like you’re doing anything productive.
You win. Best post from the hurricane. (Are we surprised?)
Glad you’re ok!
I’ve been wondering how you fared in all this crap. Glad to hear you’re okay… except all that carb-rich food you’re having to suffer through. Sucks rocks, man, really.
Relieved to hear you are doing okay, U.M.
Not that I’m all paranoid or anything.
Wait?!
What was that?!
Did you hear something?!
Because I’m pretty sure I heard something…