Nothing helps one's cool demeanor quite like driving in the rain while listening to thunderous classical music.
The infamous thunderstorms of Laramie have started, and I parked my car and watched the lighting light up the skies. The thunder was magnificent. You feel like the whole world is shaking.
I've met a new and interesting girl. I want to get to know her more. She threw something at my neck today and it hurt a lot. Guess that's what I get for being a dork.
I feel akin to a skipping stone; I've bounced three or four times. How long will I glide before I ultimately sink into the cool darkness?