I'm awake late and trying to stop myself from endlessly refreshing e-mail in regard to something exciting ( Read more... )

YES! The humidity has cleared and I no longer feel like I'm living inside an armpit! No wonder I only had to have one fan on last night!

Going out for a celebratory bike ride. 

And there she was, just a-sitting on a buoy.
...that's meaning a buoy for the ships what sail,
And not a boy what's a juvenile male.

--The Man at the Nore, sung here by John Roberts

[tried to post this last night, but the internet was briefly down:]

Obligatory hurricane East Coast post: I'm fine.  The lights haven't even flickered here in Dorchester, ( Read more... )

Power went out on Saturday night and was restored Monday night, Oct. 31.  I spent Saturday night under a pile of blankets and slept at my parents' house on Sunday night.  Also snuck in two trips (TWO, ahahaha!  Two trips!) to visit friends in coastal Big Cities for Halloween.  The countryside near here is trashed, far more so than it was when Irene ( Read more... )

It's like being inside a snow globe!  The evergreens look particularly beautiful covered in white.  My landlady and I are breaking out the candles, matches, and hurricane lamps in case the power goes out ( Read more... )

...Know whether what?

Snow days are bad for my character.  I'm semi-serious about this.  They encourage me to become a slacker and a fatalist, and possibly a prophet of doom.  It's only grown more marked now that I'm living close to campus and have a nice warm home with a nice comfy bed a short distance away.

What happens is this.  First, I hear the ( Read more... )

I'm back from Cape Cod a few days early, because Hurricane Earl kicked us out.  That is, the state park where we camp has to close for four days on account of the dire weather predictions.  They're evacuating portions of Martha's Vineyard, possibly Chatham too, and as my parents and I drove home last night we passed a fleet of telephone line repair ( Read more... )