HURRICANE LENORE!

sort of, yes!

There is a lot of wind going on outside my window and I'm pretty damn sure I haven't heard the comforting sounds of something like a dog dragging a newborn through a canyon since Katrina.

that is what the wind sounds like, to me.

'tis the wind and nothing more...rapping, rapping at my chamber door.

Something of the above was written by Edgar Allen Poe. Guess what part.

I did some wikiwandering today (ask me anything about the Astor family) and a lot of studying. I also ran a 5k. And made quesedillas.

And now I'm really tempted to rewatch Epstein's Fall of the House of Usher on google video but I'll restrain myself. Partly because it scares the hell out of me and I should go to sleep.

Except now I have the Raven stuck in my head. GOOD. great job, mb, because you know it's not like you have 2 finals and a paper to write and all you can think of is someone tapping, tapping at my chamber door...



Lenore?

AHH!