Friday Night With Cheesecake

I feel like a prisoner. Houston has been evacuated, yet the storm isn't really going to hit here anymore. I'm not upset by all means about the evacuation (because it was originally projected to come here), but I'm bored. I'm one of the ones who remained and this city is like a ghost town. Nothing is open. None of my friends are here. Evacuee Man is in his hotel room with his family in downtown. I am bored. And for the life of me, I can't get my enter button to work right on this blog and as an English teacher, writing all of my thoughts in one jumbled paragraph is beginning to annoy the shit out of me. Anyways. I'm trapped in my house with my mother, dogs, sugar gliders and turtle. The positive thing is that I managed to write two-and-a-half exams, three weeks' worth of lesson plans for my freshman class, vocabulary lists, etc. Tomorrow, I am writing three weeks' worth of lesson plans for my sophomore class and finishing "Farenheit 451" for the same class. Oh, and I have to read two chapters for my EDUC class at UST. And I need to spend 5 minutes on my laptop finishing my grades. Next weekend, or perhaps this week, I am going to research the Cold War and themes and such for "Farenheit 451." Ahh.... I needed this hurricane time off.