Wilma and Miami
I have a lot of stress in my life right now. Contributing to that stress is the small fact that bar results come out next week. Ah!
I've actually been freaking out slightly because of Wilma. See, Fred yelled ... Ok, that was bad, but I'm an odd ball, and I can't help myself.
My brother, B., is currently attending college in Miami, and I haven't been able to communicate with him since Ms. Wilma. He's been able to contact the parental units, and thankfully, we know he's alright. The college is providing the students food and electricity, but there is no gas and much of Miami has no electricity. It's all very disorganized, and well, my brother was very happy that nothing happened to his car. I can't blame him. He's had that car for years. I'm just thankful nothing happened to him because the last time we chatted online he sounded nervous. He wanted to know about "this beast."
This has just been one wild summer.
