I can't write much.  It seems like the end of the world is here.  We'll be leaving soon.  All of us.  The entire coast is being evacuated.  We've had a hurricane come through a couple years ago, but we didn't evacuate.  This is different.  Serious.  A tsunami, which by the way, the tsunami saved my life.

A tsunami is headed for our coast, and since we live right on the water, chances are that our house will be destroyed by it.  It is trippy and scary.  I hope we make it out.  But you know what was scarier?  The mob that broke into our house last night and pulled me outside.  Greg's dad started the whole thing.  I don't know what he thought was going to happen.  But I'll tell you what, the mob mentality…it's severely loco.  What were they going to do?  Lynch me?  Hang me?  Beat me up?  So you take one redneck father who's mad, even though his son is a bully and an ass, you get that redneck father all worked up, then you add some more southern fried rednecks and what do you get?  You get a mob.  Mean, out of control, irrational, bloodthirsty.  Someone punched dad, and he wasn't even the one they wanted.  And hey, I'm as southern as the next guy here, but I sure ain't no redneck, Jethro.  Just kidding.  You know I don't talk like that.  So anyway, in a weird way, a tsunami saved my life.

We're packing up stuff so I really have to go.  How do you pick what to take with you when you know your whole house is going to be destroyed?  And everything in it.  What's important?  I mean, really, at this point, all you care about is that everyone you care about gets out alive.  Savannah's going to go ahead of us in her car.  Mom wanted me to go with her, but I can't.  I have to find Caitlin to make sure she's okay. 

It's weird leaving here after everything that's happened.  I'm leaving home.  So much happened to me here, even just in the last year when I found Nim.  Now the world is upside down, and we don't know what'll happen from hour to hour.  It's a weird time, but it makes me realize that I should honor the things that are important to me, my family, Caitlin, Nim.  I should honor the things that mean something, because of everything else that's happening-it's going to take a while to figure out the meaning of all that.

I don't know when I'll be able to write again.  I don't know where we'll be spending the night next and whether there will be electricity or not.  I don't know if my laptop battery will last.  So just in case, I want to say, thanks for reading, thanks for caring about Nim, and me too.  I hope you get through all the stuff you're facing right now, because I know that even though it might not be a tsunami, there's always stuff.  Take care of yourself, and I'll take care of my family-the best I can anyway.  Miles Barnett…signing off.