kudos

bravo to the storm cell that tore through our quiet suburban town early this morning. that was an impressive display of blinding lights and deafening sounds and the capacity for clouds to retain absolutely insane amounts of water.

note to self: in future home, avoid sky lights as they amplify the pitter-patter of rain droplets to something like a stampede of wildebeasts.

it's 930AM but it looks like PM right now. that makes me sad. hopefully this will make things happier...
(brought to you from the book of bunny suicides...)