
The Latest from Panic Central (cross-post from a comment reply):
"Looks like DJ will be at my mother's when it hits (early Sunday am., around two) - Jess still hasn't gotten back to me..eee..I will be at work, and, most likely, be commissioned to stay an extended period, until things get ironed out. God bless us, my mother lives right across the street from where I work, so..that's fortunate.
On the UNFORTUNATE side, having to fill my car, get supplies, cigs, etc will make me unable to pay my rent. Whoot. Judging by the hysterical media - and the pics from space - I may not have to worry about that, anyway. AND ALL THAT MONEY MY MOTHER JUST PUT INTO THE NEW BATHROOM..Man.
I've some clothes packed for us for a day or so - and DJ's in the midst of moving some of my sentimentals - The Curejacket (TM), my autographed pg and Simon, the framed poem Jess wrote me when she was a kid, etc. He'll probably pack up the computer, tomorrow, and the Wii, as well, but can't imagine we'll get the Giant flatscreen thing in his little car.
Hope Mein Dieter doesn't wash away down the hill, as he is undriveable, at the moment."
Just in case, ya'll. As much as I bitch about this place and my life in general, I am taking this very seriously. We've got umpty-ump water jugs filled, already at my mother's place, and she's filling the bathtub tomorrow night, of course. Thanks for all of your advice and well-wishes. I will try to post again before the pc gets packed.
Gotta find my Inner James Tiberius Kirk and do what needs to be done.
IRONICALLY, DJ WAS HIRED BY ARBY'S, THIS AFTERNOON; AND IS TO START ON MONDAY.
Heh.