Personal Note: And the dawn comes up like thunder

[nebroadwe]

Nothing gets your blood moving in the morning quite like jogging to work in a streaming downpour while cloud-to-cloud lightning strikes burst like artillery shells directly overhead. Eep.

This, my children, is why I keep a complete set of clean clothes at work.

And what's up with the faint smell of sewage in the downstairs staff corridor? Ewww.

Comments

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

lovely. All that rain backing something up?

[nebroadwe.livejournal.com]

I dunno. We have construction going on, too; hope they didn't poke something they shouldn't.

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

that would be bad

[nebroadwe.livejournal.com]

Fortunately, the smell seems to have dissipated. My shoes are still wet, though -- glass half-full.

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

as for me i've accomplished nothing with my day. I should be ashamed

[nebroadwe.livejournal.com]

Well, you could always wet down your shoes and watch them dry.

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

i went to do laundry in 60 mph winds and nickle sized hail instead (I swear it was just hazy when i left here...)

[nebroadwe.livejournal.com]

Wow. You win. No hail here (yet; they're predicting more weather this evening).

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

i was in sucha hurry to get home i forgot my meds at CVS. DUH

[nebroadwe.livejournal.com]

Drat. And here comes your nickel-sized hail, bang on cue. (Well, not "here," exactly, but my track and field meet on the t.v. keeps getting interrupted by a storm warning for it two counties over.)

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

haha, welcome to it