The Mystery of Me

There is a wicked mad thunderstorm passing over my house as I type... I'm talking crazy lightning--it's been almost nonstop for the past hour--some bass-tastic thunder and massive rain, raindrops the size of frickin' lemons man. The last crack of thunder, and I do mean CRACK of thunder, seriously almost made me pee my pants. If you're sensing de ja vu it's because I just posted that on my Facebook status as well. =P Yes, I'm that lame that I post something like that everywhere. What kind of crack of thunder you ask? You know the type that sounds like God's ripping open the universe? That seismic tear in the sky sound? Yeah. That kind of crack. It was freaking amazing. I don't think I've EVER heard thunder like that before.

So I'm just sitting here in my lounge room, in the the dark, watching the lightning illuminating the heavens, listening to the thunder scare the piss out of me and I gotta say I'm absolutely loving it. If I weren't so worried about getting sick I'd totally be out twirling in it instead of sitting here typing about it. And in case the power goes out, the candles are already lit with spares sitting nearby. Something to light the way if I can't see to light them? My handy dandy Nintendo DS within grabbing distance and of course, my cats to trip me regardless of whether there's light or not. =)

And yes, I'm using it as an excuse to procrastinate writing more on my NaNo project... =P