I'm not even kidding.
Last night the weather was intense and crazy and I didn't realise until my car almost blew off the road that it was a smidge on the windy side.
Turns out last night it was windy enough to rip off siding on my hotel.
And try to kill me.
I was out doing rounds and had been warned that some siding had apparently ripped off, but the restaurant guy (who lives in the hotel, coincidentally) had picked it up and put it by the side of the building. Well, more had ripped off and I was picking it up and another slice ripped off. That shit is loud, and it was falling from the sky. Ridiculous.
I obviously tried to catch it, failed because the windy is a tricky bitch, and had to walk an extra twenty feet to grab the siding before I went back inside.
It's been a fairly eventful week, but nothing truly exciting is there to report. I'm waiting, impatiently, for word back on when I have to leave for school if I'm accepted, and busy studying the signs that were practiced in class last week.
SPEAKING OF WHICH.
OH MY GOD.
This is mainly for anyone who watches Sons of Anarchy.
I'm taking classes with Chucky.
I shit you not. I'm going to ask him this Thursday if I can take a picture, but I swear to god, the actor who plays Chucky (Michael O....something, I fail and am too lazy to imdb it) has a twin here in Canada.
I love him. Would possibly have his babies.
That's all the excitement I have for now.