And on the seventh day...
Jun. 16th, 2002 09:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jchrisobrien... I rested.
The first time I left my room for longer than a few minutes was to get dinner, at 9:30. Until then I slept in, chatted on the computer and read e-mail, tested decks, and watched Buffy the Vampire Slayer. The light turned grey outside my window, and the rain pattered on the roof. Occasionally, white flashes flickered through my blinds, and I heard the rolling call of the thunder.
I love thunderstorms. Absolutely, completely. I love the high winds, and the sheets of rain, and the thunder that rattles your bones, and the lightning that etches itself into your brain for a split second and is gone again. I feel alive and powerful and bursting with energy and happiness. And I can't wait until the next one rolls around...
I also love sushi late at night.
The first time I left my room for longer than a few minutes was to get dinner, at 9:30. Until then I slept in, chatted on the computer and read e-mail, tested decks, and watched Buffy the Vampire Slayer. The light turned grey outside my window, and the rain pattered on the roof. Occasionally, white flashes flickered through my blinds, and I heard the rolling call of the thunder.
I love thunderstorms. Absolutely, completely. I love the high winds, and the sheets of rain, and the thunder that rattles your bones, and the lightning that etches itself into your brain for a split second and is gone again. I feel alive and powerful and bursting with energy and happiness. And I can't wait until the next one rolls around...
I also love sushi late at night.
