so, funnny story.....

i'd been screwing around on the computer and such, sitting around... listening to music, crying because i have no comments... (not really...) and singing along with chorus line REALLY loud... (tits and ass if you're wondering...) and all of a sudden, the power goes out. i'm like "doh." so, when it flashes back on, my radio comes on. oh, tornado warning. like, for my house specifically. literally. "megan bohlke, there is a tornado in your front yard. stop singing and get your ass to the basement!" and i'm like "AAAAAAH!" (because... well, i've been in my bedroom during a tornado before.... and the windows both blew in. and one hit me. and cut me and knocked me out. it was not fun. makes for a good story though.) so, i run downstairs. and am like... eep. scared.


so, downstairs is boring. the computer doesn't work, and is by a GIGANTIC window. so i come back upstairs. but everytime i hear it getting too windy, i'm like "eeeeek!!"


i'm listening to my drag queen songs cd. seriously, every song on this cd is a song that is SO over used by my girls. (superficial expectations.... i think i could do that whole damn song, routine and all.) *sings along* do you think it'd be weird if i named a daughter "fancy"? because, i think it would... as much as i love reba and all.... it really seems like something i'd do though. also, i wouldn't put it past me to name daughters after drag queens. (ayanna, dena, and augusta.... they all have a nice ring...)


ok, i think i hear the tornado sirens... (break between songs, and i'm like "what's that noise?") i'm gonna go take shelter. feel free to call me though, because i'll be really bored once the power goes. renata just told me to try not to get blown away. so that's what i'm gonna do.