A very large owl was perched atop my roof, and I didn't notice him until a second before he flew off. But he was huge and beautiful.
Minutes later, I saw the most spectacular meteorOID I've ever seen. IT was huge, and bright, and it looked like someone striking a match against the sky. I always go out and view the meteor showers....few things in this life give me greater pleasure. I drive out either to my spot at Garden of the Gods, or I go to Manitou Lake (which is EXCEPTIONALLY creepy late at night. IT would be creepy if I had company; going out there alone is fifty times worse). I have never seen such a brilliant flash of fiery, doomed rock. Something something something humbled something something.
Those things happened. I was there.
Since it's October, Allen and I are watching horror movies, when I have the time. Which isn't often, maybe once or twice a week. We would have watched one or two on Sunday, but I spent twelve hours (I only wish that were an exaggeration) doing homework instead. I needed to concentrate.
I'm in bed writing this. I'm about to fall asleep without a book on my face, which is a marked improvement from this afternoon.
As an aside that's not even related to anything I wrote about....
I may not care for Maroon 5 circa now. I may feel like Adam Levine looks like the kind of dude that is definitely going to give you the clap. But I will always have several soft spots for older Maroon 5 songs (Songs About Jane is still one of my favorite CDs to listen to). Not a single spot is as soft as the one I hold for this:
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