Thursday afternoon -- all of a sudden . . .

[liamstliam]

Still waiting for the frelling thunderstorms.

I have watched more than two-thirds of the first season of J*A*G.

The room is cleaner than it has been in a long time.

Catching up on other stuff, too.

If you received a mailed wedding invitation and did not get an e-mail this afternoon, please send me an e-mail. Note: If you RSVPed "No," you don't need the note, either.

I have a *lot* of clothes, believe it or not, including an inordinate number of shirts with collars.

The magic number is 76.

[Edit for clarity for for the frelling typos]

And *still* waiting.

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[alethea-eastrid.livejournal.com]

They all came to Albany. Seriously, I've seen some whacked out weather here, but that was insane. Wind that killed garbage cans (bolted-down-with-lids type commercial garbage cans), and the rain got bad enough at one point that from the tenth floor I pretty much couldn't see the ground.