I was pleasantly surprised to wake up to the sound of rain last night. I didn’t know it was supposed to be raining already. Fritz Coleman, what gives? But, I am not complaining, I like the rain. And since I didn’t have to go into work until 1 today, it was nice to look out over the raging waves. For a little while. Then I had to fight the masses on the freeway. And of course, everyone FREAKS the fuck out when water touches their precious cars. So it took me 45 minutes to get to Santa Monica for lunch. Which totally sucked. Not the lunch, which was lovely, but the amount of time it took to get there. After lunch, it took me another 40 minutes to get to my office. But again, the Burbank Public Works Department came through – thanks to the rain, the road paving was cancelled! Oh, no, you mean you’re going to have to close the roads another day?! I did feel slightly guilty, though, when I read through my email and saw the branch-wide email calling everyone back into the office at 10 AM because the construction had been cancelled. But I didn’t feel bad for long because if my company would cough up the $20 for the hardware, I could check my work email at home. Then I would have known about the construction in a timely manner. And I would have bitched about it’s cancellation. As I write this I’m listening to the new single by Lisa Marie Presley for the second time. Over. Produced. That’s what happens when you work on 45 minutes of material for four years. I’m not looking forward to my drive home tonight – more stupid idiot drivers on wet highways. Oh boy, fun!