It's particularly deceptive out-of-doors today. The sun is shining but the rain is pouring and it's my favorite kind of rain, the unexplainable kind. *** Rain is my favorite weather so long as I'm not really out in it. I like to think of my God as Someone who understands me, as Someone who cries too. Why wouldn't He? Doesn't He ever look down on all of us and weep with something, anything? To me, rain and tears are life, are joy, are pain, and they have always been and always will be. I guess I'm not done growing up yet, because I don't see crying as a weakness. I guess to me, crying indicates a really odd sort of strength, in a way. I respect people who do it. Then again, what do I know, except that there's just something so perfectly right about sunshine when it rains? *** My alarm clock definitely didn't ring this morning. The AC in Langdale BROKE so Hailey and I had my fan going all night. See, that's all fine and good, but what you have to understand about this damn fan is that it's like an industrial noise maker. All night it was whirring like some sort of factory-in-a-box and I kept having dreams about car accidents and trains. So at around 5:45 Hailey's alarm rang and when I got up to grouch at her to turn it off I switched off my fan too. Thus, my theory is that when I actually hit six AM my poor body was so exhausted from lack of sleep that I slept right on through the beep and straight on until SEVEN OH SIX.... Ugh. I had a cookie for breakfast, basically. Majors today were okay. I was a little bit wacko from the cold in the rooms and my lack of blood sugar and sleep, but that's fine. I tried to go convince myself to eat lunch at the Loop but I felt really sick all of a sudden so I made myself a PBJ sandwich. I guess it's the frugal fairies that live in my head or whatever. "Don't spend the money! Don't spend the money! Anything but the money!!!" Ha. I really am not excited about going to AgSci today. I just sort of want to curl up with a good book. Mmm. Tasty. Somebody give me something interesting to talk about, please, before I jump off the swirly bridge.