... hey, it's not tomorrow yet.
Sep. 20th, 2005 02:33 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dragonlady7Well, technically it is.
Thunder woke me: fabulous but terrifying streak lightning in the sky to the west, passing over and becoming a thunderstorm. I got up because I clearly remembered not rolling up the windows of the car and poor Dorkmobile (who has become Z's second love! how could this happen! No, I have been giving it all my love and have personally coaxed it up to 46.2 mpg this summer) has been soaked often enough, I think. So I put on a t-shirt, debated a moment but decided Tonawanda/Kenmore/Buffalo's town line is safe enough in undies at 2:30 am, and went out and rolled up the car windows. Nobody saw me in my droopy old-elastic black string bikini satin undies and my no bra underneath undersized Melrose t-shirt. (Glamorous picture, hm? I should be in the centerfolds, like that. Me with no bra is a rather catastrophic event usually, but I didn't lose any teeth or dent any walls.)
But now I'm wide awake and it's not tomorrow yet. Very sad. And the thought has struck me: what if it rains all day? Pfeh. That would be rather unfortunate. Nobody wants to learn to ride a scooter in the rain. I've been unable to bring myself to click on the 'weather' button in my bookmarks bar, but I finally did just now and there's a 30% chance of precipitation, but mostly before 9 am so I guess we're good. It's rather ironic, or something, i suppose, that Z has just missed a record-breakingly unrainy summer, and yet it was so hot I really wouldn't've wanted to be two-wheel-bound much either. Here's hoping for a nice long Indian summer riding season without too much wet, now that the garden doesn't really need it.
Actually I think it's already stopped raining. The thunder's already passed over. Wonder if I could get back to sleep.... although I do have some writing I could do to pass the time. (Writing? you all say. Writing what? Ha. Pathetic, I am.)
Thunder woke me: fabulous but terrifying streak lightning in the sky to the west, passing over and becoming a thunderstorm. I got up because I clearly remembered not rolling up the windows of the car and poor Dorkmobile (who has become Z's second love! how could this happen! No, I have been giving it all my love and have personally coaxed it up to 46.2 mpg this summer) has been soaked often enough, I think. So I put on a t-shirt, debated a moment but decided Tonawanda/Kenmore/Buffalo's town line is safe enough in undies at 2:30 am, and went out and rolled up the car windows. Nobody saw me in my droopy old-elastic black string bikini satin undies and my no bra underneath undersized Melrose t-shirt. (Glamorous picture, hm? I should be in the centerfolds, like that. Me with no bra is a rather catastrophic event usually, but I didn't lose any teeth or dent any walls.)
But now I'm wide awake and it's not tomorrow yet. Very sad. And the thought has struck me: what if it rains all day? Pfeh. That would be rather unfortunate. Nobody wants to learn to ride a scooter in the rain. I've been unable to bring myself to click on the 'weather' button in my bookmarks bar, but I finally did just now and there's a 30% chance of precipitation, but mostly before 9 am so I guess we're good. It's rather ironic, or something, i suppose, that Z has just missed a record-breakingly unrainy summer, and yet it was so hot I really wouldn't've wanted to be two-wheel-bound much either. Here's hoping for a nice long Indian summer riding season without too much wet, now that the garden doesn't really need it.
Actually I think it's already stopped raining. The thunder's already passed over. Wonder if I could get back to sleep.... although I do have some writing I could do to pass the time. (Writing? you all say. Writing what? Ha. Pathetic, I am.)
