oh, who would ever want to be king?
I woke up at three in the morning thinking that the apocalypse had come, with a flash of light and an almost instantaneous rumble that shook the world. It took a moment or two before I realized that I was in fact in the exact middle of a thunderstorm. Thankfully, my tired brain had enough good sense to roll out of bed and unplug my laptop before it got blown up, as electronics tend to.
I never knew a thunderstorm could be so sublime.
Getting out of the house yesterday to see Melissa, Dorothy, and Jesse was something I desperately needed. I've been starting to crazy from well, not exactly loneliness, but something close. From not seeing people I care about face to face. It seems so quiet in my house, even despite music. It isn't that I haven't enjoyed having time to read books or be lazy as I'm "writing thank you notes" (which I swear I will be done with soon) or that I've been totally isolated with facebook and all, but there was something missing.
My desktop computer, which has my photoshop on it (!!), has had problems with turning on. Thankfully, it's likely just a surface problem instead of some sort of serious internal damage, but my dad and I still need to take it in to be looked at. And then I've got to seek employment a little more actively. And after that, I'm thinking that I'm going to take the laptop to Starbucks, get a large drink, and just chill out. I'd say that I deserve it, but I can't think of anything particularly taxing in my life as of recent. Maybe Melissa will be done editing her fic, and I can look it over. Or maybe not.
And maybe listen to the new Coldplay CD; it's quite good.