Rain Reins

So much happened considering I did
nothing. I have to write about listening for creative nonfiction. I've been doing so with time stamps.

("5:40pm

The way the water lands on the outside windowsill it sounds like tennis balls, exploding.
There is a click click click as I type. On occasion my nail will make a sound as it slips against the plastic of the key. The heater, is, as usual, humming. It’s not very pleasant. It feels like the buzzing is inside my head, paired with the stomach-grumble of the refrigerator. The wind beats the rain against the trees, the cars swoosh through the puddles, making waves fall. People walk past. Their footsteps are silent, but sometimes they talk loudly, and I can hear them up here.

Last night, at about 4am I noticed flashes of light landing on my closet, coming through the window. There was no ambulance, no air raid siren, just white light sparking off; no thunder either. I joined Will at the window, in time to see one of the streakers covering her butt, the laughter of freedom escaping her lips, the paparazzi flashes silent.

Someone just yawned really loudly below. And again, this time it ends almost like a human howl, from the depths of his lungs.")

Sam and I went off into the fog today. The snow that is shown in the first photo is now gone, given in to March showers. It's weird to see the green grass underneath. Also, it is very muddy.

And the ceiling in the bathroom is leaking. Rosette put a tupperware to catch the water, I put in a service request.

("11:11

The water drips from the ceiling into the Tupperware four times a minute. It makes a hard noise, hitting the plastic after accelerating for seven feet.")

Rosette's bff Colin came down to visit so I ran around with my camera a lot. We made gnocchi from scratch on...friday? And I think the only reason I got up in the morning on Saturday was because Margaret made me an omelet. And then Rosette and Colin made banana chocolate pancakes.

So we showed him around; Blithewood, the waterfall, some of the buildings, the Root Cellar (which I hadn't been in before, and which is dirty), and the free store, where Adrienne found a large yellow dress, which I went back with Susa and Hannah to get (and try on pants). It has 10 layers, and we plan on making a play called "The Princess of the Peeps", staring Susa, and the rest of us will dress up as peeps. Somehow. The size is made for a person that's a 20 DD, not for a human. A bag with extra sequins was still attached, so it probably had been worn once or twice, most likely as drag. She was eating frosting leftover from birthday cake. Susa thinks there should be a destruction scene in the play, where she twirls around like a hurricane.

Also went to Redhook with Margaret, Cat and Hannah. Got the most mundane things; cotton balls, toothpaste, thumbtacks. Went to Tastebuds, drank Hannah's refill of coffee, mooched on Margaret's giant cookie. Colin and Rosette arrived on the shuttle as we were leaving. And then he left around 9 this morning. After I had already showered, before I went back to sleep again.

watched the first four episodes of "Bored to Death" on the projector Marty, who sprained his ankle playing Frisbee, brought. Jennifer came over too, this was before Colin left, this was last night.

sorry that the colors are so off on some of the photos.

Okay, now I really need to go read Nietzsche