I'm not stressing because of the storm. I'm stressing because everyone else is stressing, and is therefore acting like a complete and total idiot.

RELAX, PEOPLE! It's not the end of the freakin' world!

I'm worried about flooding and power loss and all that, but jeez. I'm far enough inland that the storm surge won't be that big of a deal. I'm also right on a major highway, so if I had to evacuate, I could relatively easily.

As for work, I may have to take a trip up to the Dallas office to work for a few days, depending on the orders from higher up the line. If I do, I have clothes and stuff packed already. I'm not worried about it; I'm prepared!

Everyone just needs to keep updated on the situation and otherwise chill the heck out. Just because "it's gonna rain" doesn't mean you have to go acting like an idiot.

It's been since mid-January since the last one, and I had hoped they were behind me for a long while. I found out otherwise last night around 1:00AM.

I had fallen asleep on the couch after a decent dinner and a moderate day at the office. I decided to head on to bed and call it a night sometime around 11:00. When 1:00AM rolled around though, I was wide awake and in the most panic-stricken state I've been for no reason.

I decided to try and walk it off, but kept inside the apartment. I was pacing for about 20 minutes, then I sat down here at the computer to try and rationalize my mental state with research. My efforts were pointless though; all my findings were familiar from the last incident.

I guess I need to take advantage of the better insurance I have now and the large medical community around here. Panic attacks suck, especially when they drag you out of bed in the middle of the night.