The Fairie Festival, Pow Wow and Zelda's Inferno are today. We've skipped all of them to sit at home and be responsible students and programmers.

Suzy's workspace.

My workspace.

Suzy is getting tons more done. She's finished a 13 page research paper since 13:00 and is working on a bunch of other assignments as the evening wears on. I've done a page worth of algorithms and a flowchart in six hours.

The storm rolled through Parkville around 22:30 and we just huddled in the bedroom and watched the lightning go by. A little after 23:00 it was obvious that the worst of the rain had quit and we packed up to head over to her place. Turning right from Wentworth Road onto Park Avenue there was a huge tree stretching from the front of the house on one side of the road to a dozen feet into the yard across the other side. Two people were standing there, one on her cell phone and the other just looking at her Honda Civic with two flat tires and a large trunk across its hood.

"Looks like my car broke the tree's fall," she said to nobody in particular.

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