The worst disaster movie. EVER.

This hurricane was fucking lame.

First, I should probably express my thanks for Rita deciding to take a northward swing, thereby avoiding my family's house and leaving it perfectly intact. Yeah, everyone is safe and healthy, blah blah fucking blah.

However.

I am thoroughly pissed about the fact that this dumb hurricane decided to come straight for my town (which my family had evacuated to) and proceeded to cause mass hysteria among the residents, only to have it be a dinky storm that half of my friends slept through. Yes, we had 90 mph winds and stinging rains, but that was it. No floods. No spread of disease through mosquito. No plague of locusts. Not even a goddamned window was blown out. I wanted a little water coming underneath the door at least. This has been the most anti-climactic weekend of my life.

Power went out three days ago, and that's the most exciting that's happened. And that friggin' sucks, man. The South. No AC. An apt full of stir crazy family members including two children under 13. SUCKS. ASS.