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Maybe the rain is why I'm so tired. Or maybe not. Only a month and a half until I'm back at school. In some ways, it's been nice to be home this summer, but I don't think I can do this again. Hopefully when I leave this fall, it'll be for good (as far as living here goes). I have more scratches on my legs from that hellion my mom keeps insisting is a cat. He is deceptively adorable looking. And in her old age, our other cat has become decidedly crotchety. I've been doing a lot of reading this summer; it's nice, since I do almost none during the school year. Physics is going ok (I got a B on my test), but I keep finding it harder and harder to pay attention to 2 and a half hours of lecture. I don't know why I feel so meloncholy, I just do.