I had to wait forever for a bus and my nice leather shoes got all wet and some stupid soaked girl plopped down right beside me and I didn’t have any change for the train and there were idiots with golf umbrellas everywhere and when I got home I discovered that a birthday card from my grandparents was sticking out of the mailbox and had gotten almost too wet to read. *sniff*
Important Note
This site features content going all the way back to 2000. The posts you’ll read reflect my views and writing style at the time. While I have gone back to clean up a few of them, I think it’s important not to sanitise too much. This site is a record of who I am and how I’ve grown. Any blog post written years ago may not reflect who I am today, nor how I would write about the same topic today.
Comments
3 responses to “I hate the rain.”
AT LEAST IT’S NOT SNOW, you big baby!
What she said!
As far as I’m concerned, snow is an improvement on “pissing down water for 24 hours straight.” Why’d the darn drought have to break?