It's pouring. And by pouring, I mean continuous, driving sheets of rain pelting our island of O'ahu. It's been doing this at least once a day for the last... month? Month and a half? I've lost count. Mom heard on the news that the rainfall on Kaua'i in the last thirty days was 120 inches of rain. One-HUNDRED and twenty inches of rain! It's no wonder that dams are breaking there, and that there's ridiculous flooding both there and here on the windward side.
But guess what? I can't get enough of the rain. Everyone else is like, "MAKE IT STOP!" But me? I love it. Love getting wet, even when we're going places (hey, I won't melt or freeze in this weather!). Ooh, and we've actually had real thunderstorms here. Not those dinky little winter storms we had before, but real, boomin' thunderstorms that make the power flicker. Not so good when I'd like to be on the Internet, but hey, there's always writing, blogging, editing, Painting (with a capital P for the program Paint), and changing settings to do... minus the Net and the power cord, as I found out last night. Better doing non-Net stuff than blowing up a compy chock full of information and stories that should be backed up, but haven't been recently because I can't find my USB drive. Ah well, I'll find it eventually... and THEN I'll do my backing-up!
Heh, this has nothing to do with anything, especially rain, but lately I've discovered the joys of double braids. Mom's been braiding my hair right before I go to bed or go places, and it's done wonders for the knots that always seem to find their way into it during the night. Double braids make me feel more comfortable, and they also give me something to tug when I'm bored. And, if pulled in the right way, they make great neck-cracking handles. Who knew that my unruly hair could be calmed by something as simple as braids...?
And for the latest on the book report, I've almost finished Unspoken, and I'm now working on rereading both Mossflower by B.J. and The Dawn Treader by C.S. Lewis. On top of that, I've taken out a book from the library called Operation Red Jericho. Yes, I know, I'm probably taking too much on at once, but there are so many books to read, as well as reread, and so little time!