Oh Man

My pants aren't feelin' so awesome. I'm a little stressed out right now. I just can't seem to right my essay, rather report, for government. I have stuff written, but it all seems like a load of poo that's in a word processor. Mmmm. I am also worried for all the people in Texas. The whole hurricane thing bites. I know I kind of joke about Jesus coming back soon so that I don't have to worry about homework or smelling like cheese, but sometimes I really feel it in my depths (whatever that means) that it's gonna happen soon, but soon might be another thousand years, who really know besides God, but I think all this crazy weather is part of nature crying out For the Lord. Sometimes I just find it hard to believe that all this destruction is part of God's will, and maybe this is the only explanation that little human Lizzie can come up with to make her feel better about what is going on. You all should help me pray for the people in the South that are trying to evacuate and the people who are staying put.