Wet

I chose a good time to take the pictures off my cell phone, because now, just a few days later, it doesn't work. At all. It turned itself off without telling me and it won't turn on again. Therefore, please refrain from calling and especially texting until further notice (calls don't really matter, but I'd hate to pay for texts I'm never going to receive). My only suspicion as to what happened is that it might have gotten wet in the rain yesterday. Actually, I know it got wet in the rain yesterday, but it was working just fine while I was actually out in the rain, and for a few hours after that. Everything inside (well, the SIM card and the battery) seems dry, but who knows?

As I mentioned, though, rain. It's been really wet here the last few days. It's not bad. It's actually nice, warm rain. It's was pouring yesterday, but it still never got below 70. You know me: I dance in the rain, I walk in the rain. I love it. What I don't love is the way it affects the air inside buildings. It is so humid in my dorm that I put on a fresh pair of pants this morning and they were already cling-to-your-legs wet. It's so humid in the classrooms that the perforated edges on the notebook pages serve no purpose--the rest of the page rips just as easily. I don't mind rain outside, but inside, it's a bit of a nuisance.