the wind is howling so strong that your floor vibrates and you’re scared, really scared of storms. To the point where your stomach plunges and heart drops into your nether regions at wind and thunder and you feel sick.
I’m not sure photos will take my mind off it enough. Watching X-Men and drinking Vanilla Vodka and Coke, followd by port and Old Jamaica chocolate seems to have helped somewhat, but I can’t see myself getting sleep anytime soon.
I really do hate typhoons, at night at least. During the day they are bearable. It’s the combination of fear of storms plus fear of the dark which really does me in. Shit..think I’ve gotta put X-Men 2 on. Really wish I had a friend living less than 1/2 hr away…
*whimper*
It really bites living alone when
Maybe we can plan a sleepover for the next typhoon : )
*hugs*
bigger hugs
My mind kept telling me to call you last night – but i didn’t for some reason – assuming i’d get the answering machine as per usual
now i know why
I’m definately up for that! The trouble is they call typhoon so often but it’s only a couple of times a year that it actually seems to hit.
Oh I was home allright – miserably so. I must’ve been sending out distress signals pretty strong! called me as soon as I posted and talked with me for ages. By the time we hung up, I watched X-Men 2, and fooled around on the computer for a bit, the wind had died down to a tolerable level, ie. not expecting windows to shatter at any point – damn not having storm shutters.
But