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So, apparently, a tornado passed right over our house today. I wasn't too worried about it, because I was too busy being unconscious.
We had some blankets and a yoga mat and stuff set up in the hallway just in case this was the one that got us, and our Emergency Weather Alert!radio has officially gone insane-- it just shrieks at random, and when serious alerts go out ["OMG LIKE GET UNDER COVER NOW OR, LIKE, DIE OR SOMETHING!!!!!1] it's supposed to just make an "alert noise" and then go straight to telling you what the alert is, so you don't, you know, die, but instead it let out this horrific death shriek, and then trailed off horribly, leaving you clueless as to what the death shriek was caused by, unless you pressed the "WEATHER" button.
Mom and I were dead tired [working in the rain'll do that for you] and instead of sitting in the hallway, we just kind of collapsed onto the blankets and cushions and waited to get swept away. We both had air pressure-induced headaches, and we were both ridiculously tired, and the radio was going off every five seconds, and it was a load of fun. Except, totally not.
So then Dad got home, and he found the Mini!Working!Weather!radio, so we both fell asleep again. Which is why, hours and hours later, when I was groggily staggering around the house looking for food, Dad told me I'd slep through a freaking TORNADO going right over our house.
Woo.
We had some blankets and a yoga mat and stuff set up in the hallway just in case this was the one that got us, and our Emergency Weather Alert!radio has officially gone insane-- it just shrieks at random, and when serious alerts go out ["OMG LIKE GET UNDER COVER NOW OR, LIKE, DIE OR SOMETHING!!!!!1] it's supposed to just make an "alert noise" and then go straight to telling you what the alert is, so you don't, you know, die, but instead it let out this horrific death shriek, and then trailed off horribly, leaving you clueless as to what the death shriek was caused by, unless you pressed the "WEATHER" button.
Mom and I were dead tired [working in the rain'll do that for you] and instead of sitting in the hallway, we just kind of collapsed onto the blankets and cushions and waited to get swept away. We both had air pressure-induced headaches, and we were both ridiculously tired, and the radio was going off every five seconds, and it was a load of fun. Except, totally not.
So then Dad got home, and he found the Mini!Working!Weather!radio, so we both fell asleep again. Which is why, hours and hours later, when I was groggily staggering around the house looking for food, Dad told me I'd slep through a freaking TORNADO going right over our house.
Woo.
