Yeah. It's Friday the 13th.

I hate rain. On the way to work, my stupid umbrella (one of the really cheap ones that you know is never going to work, but you carry anyway) turned inside out because the wind in this fucking city is insane. Of course, to fix the problem, I smashed it against the ground.

Fuck.

It isn't like it was pouring out, but just raining hard enough that (1) you couldn't just say it was "sprinkling" out and (2) you would want a fucking umbrella.

I HATE getting rained on. Sugar fucking melts, ok? So in the last two blocks that I walked in the rain, I managed to take that crappy little piece of shit and break it into lots of little pieces.

Shit Shit Shit.