I know this is such a faggy LA thing to do...but still.

I am up because the rain kept getting harder and harder. The thunderbolts and lightning (very very frightening) were actually starting to scare me. And just as I was about to get in bed with my head under the covers and earplugs in, my studio starts getting pelted by what sound like tiny marbles.

I opened my front door, and It's hailing! Little pellets of ice fly into my apartment, because apparently it's hailing sideways. It only lasted about five minutes. But I got a couple of photos.

God, I hope no one outside of Los Angeles is reading this, they will think I am the biggest queer ever.