so there’s a hurricane approaching nyc
normally, in my sheltered southern california ignorance (or, actually, also more because of my general lack of inclination to worry), i’d be all pssh, what’s a little bit of rain?, but the superhero bud is here, which means i’ve got water and food and candles and a lighter. also, apparently, power outages are anticipated, which means i’m rubbing my hands in anticipation because this means that i’ll have nothing to do except work on my story and my novella and read read read! oh, and sleep. and hopefully finally kick this cold to the curb. and possibly play lots of settlers of catan with the flatmates.