Recess

I am still up on campus, enjoying the delightful day which has been smothered by the floods of rain (I'm on the look out for an ark, that's all I can say...that and if I see it, I will not hesitate to trample you in an attempt to get on board) and thinking of my brother. As I sit here writing, he is undergoing eye surgery, and as a result he will be pulling a Ray Charles for much of today. Which isn't a bad thing...after all, he'll be able to play a mean piano for all of about six hours. I am excessively happy for him (a happiness which is just dripping with envy I will point out) as I know that this is the first step towards the rest of his life. He deserves all the happiness he can get. Now, back to a less cheery and more cynical Caitlin (that's me. Just in case you forgot) I have decided that early in the morning is not a time that is conducive to happy me. I don't do chipper, I don't do smiley, I just don't do mornings. Not my strong suit. Of course this could also be a result of the late night that I had watching tv with my bro last night as Chawn frantically finished up an assignment she remembered was due at the last moment. Way to go Chawn, you just pulled a Caitlin (it's never fun, I don't recommend it) (I do recommend Bones though...if you haven't watched it yet make a point to. But not if you're squimish. Then it's not for you). I also pulled a Caitlin last night, remembering at eleven that I was supposed to have the Rape of the Lock read for this morning. I am grateful to Ms. McLellan for making us read it in high school, cause now that I didn't get it done, I still know what's going on. Thumbs up. More strangeness yet to come.