I've been antsy the past couple hours. There's only so much Internet crap you can read. Went outside to look at the clouds and only came in when I got chased inside by rain. Watched some bad cable movie. Then couldn't stand to watch any longer. Got so bad, I started to sit down to read the 9/11 Commission's report.
Then the phone rang. It was work. They want me to come in at 8:30 tonight, stay overnight in the newsroom and stay all day Sunday to do rewrite. I wasn't supposed to go in until early Sunday, but because they're now expecting 60 mph winds at midnight in our area, we're being asked to come in early.
I have two reactions:
1. Thankfreakinggod. I'm going crazy waiting to cover the story.
2. Ohfreakingno. My family will be here all alone going through the storm tonight and tomorrow.
Talk about being conflicted.
I'll post when I can, although my photo capacity is pretty much limited to the moblog postings, since I don't have the capacity to upload from work.