  I had not intended to post again today, but upon sneaking from my office (not entirely successful, as I ran into another professor, Amos, who had been with Rhett and me on Friday night before the Big Bang and I had to sort of... well... lie) I realized that what had once been a gorgeous, sunny, 80-degreee, summery day had become a crazy-threatening-skied world (ala _The Day After Tomorrow_) and thus my plan of going swimming this afternoon is in shambles. I hate having an office without windows, but more than that I hate that the weather can change without a moment's notice. Meteorology is a false science perpetrated on the unsuspecting by charlatans. Candi, please offer your thoughts on this topic as well, as I think we both have a lot to say.
Ok, well, now that I'm trapped in the library during a torrential downpour, I suspect I must do some research. I curse the skies! Oh, but also: Why did I hide from Rhett (who, by the by, was in his office)? Why did I want to avoid him? Am I a bad person? What? 
