the Dalaverse

Okay, yeah. The next time the weather forecast says 'heavy rain 62-51 F,' I would like somebody to talk me out of wearing a skirt and flip flops. I had to make my walk from Stat to home -- the breadth of the campus, I might add -- in stages. From Kent --> Campus Center, where I bought an umbrella and a hot cider. I thought I was all set to make it, but I only got to Monty, where I cowered on a sofa for ten minutes before I could brave the wind and rain and FREEZING FEET again. I had to take shelter again under the arch at NC, where I abandoned my cheap little umbrella because I was seriously afraid it was going to break under the wind. Down the road, and I had to pause again at the entrance to WC. Then I finally crawled home.

Also, I hit my head really hard walking under, but apparently not far enough under, the Monty stairs.

::curls up in nearest warm-climate lap:: I was going to be a good girl and go to the gym tonight, but fuck that, I'm eating Milano cookies and watching "Veronica Mars"