|12:31 pm - Yeach|
Driving into Boston in a thunderstorm. UGH. Two hours to get in, one to get out again. Luckily even though I was 30 minutes late for my doctor's appointment, I called on the way in and swapped for one that was 45 minutes later, so I was just on time after registration and all that.
Yawn. Frazzled and tired. What a great combination.
Edit: Oh, an amusing anecdote about the drive. At one point the thunder was so loud I cringed and instinctive closed the cover over the moon roof, like that would shut out the sound of thunder.
Oddly enough, it sorta did.
Or else that was the closest I got to the lightening.
Current Mood: tired