This morning I woke up, brewed some coffee, made guesses as to who was to blame for my apartment being such a mess... the usual stuff. As I tried to read the news with my blurry hangover eyes, I saw that there was some kind of TSUNAMI WARNING for the california coast at 7:30 this morning. It was fucking 9:30! I hustled myself over to the window and peeked out through the shades fully expecting to see my beloved Emeryville as a decimated flood plain. Ikea would be a crumbled wreck littered with corpses and couches!
I swear to fucking god, I AM SUCH A MORON.