(no subject)

Well well well, we meet again~glares at the wind outside~

Dear wind,
I do not appreciate the branch attacking my window all night/morning long. Or making me get up at 4 am to go outside when you went form a strong breeze to more so I had to go lock the horse stalls up.

On that note, I'm sure the horses didn't appreciate dust and sand attacking them whilst I did that, because I surely did not like being blinded. Or throwing the neighbors trash into thier stalls. Or my barn isle for that matter.

If you'd blow when the weather man said you would-even if they were right and you'd have rain with you, I'd appreciate it. Because then I'd at least been prepared.

Not so happy, Storm.



So no sleep an a ton to do today. BLEH. Getting ready for School on Monday ~melts into goo~ ontop of more work on my room. ~trots off to go work~

(no subject)

Dear Storm,
In response to your letter earlier I decided I'd be...'nice' and give you a lift up while you worked :)

Sincerely,
VERY strong winds.


^= Storm:~ducking the strong winds putting the horses in and locking down, again, when a nasty gust first blows her back so she's going against it, then forward suddenly so thus, Storm slides down her side downhill from the stables after getting blown off her feet.~

I now have a nice bruise, and some scraping on my right side and my back muscles hate me.

I am SO not liking wind right now~listens to the branches knock the side of the house~ >.<;