i woke up to a gentle fall of rain this morning. it's so nice to just get up, look out the window and start shooting pictures first thing. i have a fascination with waterdrops and puddles, for all the beautiful motion and reflective properties associated with such things. it's perpetually different and has an inherently playful, innocent quality that reminds you of your childhood when you were a gigantic waterdrop splashing through puddles.

so i'm moving my furniture around. my big goal for today is to get my speakers set up for my laptop--i can't stand the awful weak sound it makes right now. it's just not right to be listening to music with such poor sound. so i need like a desk or something, right? well, conveniently, there was a small square table in the guest closet, so i thought that would be perfect. i moved my cd racks and book shelf to make room for the table. i moved all these boxes out of the closet so i could get the table out, and what do i find? the darn thing won't fit through the door!!! i have no idea how the previous tenant got that thing in there in the first place. i figure she must have unscrewed the legs (which don't fold, btw), so i've decided that's what i'll have to do as well. now if only i had a screwdriver...