I don't like the wind. It intimidates. It howls. It screams. It steals. It pushes. It whips. It blasts. It bullies. It laughs. It causes stampedes It causes whirlwinds It drives things away It causes one to squint It causes one to grab It causes one to panic "Will it blow away?" It takes too much pleasure It's too powerful. And it knows it. "Screw you; I'm brillant AND cool" -Save the Last Dance I have a small feeling I won't survive going home today. Its WAY windy, rainy (that explains todays sneeze fest) and I think...that's hail bouncing off the windows, it's all dark and cloudy. MMk and THAT was huge lightning fest and big BOOM! I'm scared. So much for the sun today! It's just a slight sickening feeling of failure that accompanies the thought of going home tonight... *another boom of thunder and lightning* Yup, yup I think I'll..stay here tonight. Someone come get meee...