The rain has stopped being fun. Seriously. I almost had 12 heart attacks on my drive to work. It was POURING, and the visibility was awful. I think I witnessed about 487 near car accidents. Normally, I’m all about the rain. When I don’t have to go out in it. I wish I could have stayed at my apartment, indoors all day, just watching the rain through my glass doors. But, NOOOOO, I had to go to work. Whatever. When I got to work after almost dying 653 times, I discovered that the courtyard around my office was totally flooded. By the time I made it into my building, my jeans were soaked up to my knees. My boots were saturated, too, making my feet wet. So, I was not a happy person when I arrived at work. Oh, and it took me over two hours to get in! I was ready to turn around and call it a day. At least I have a good space heater in my office. It helped me dry off and, if I don’t catch pneumonia, I will have it to thank. I read that the rain will be here until Friday. FRIDAY? I am so calling in sick tomorrow. My friends in New York City don’t want to hear me talk about the rain because it is snowing there. I would gladly take snow! Although, that would totally freak out L.A. drivers even more. They already can’t drive in rain, so it’s frozen form would probably make their collective head explode. Okay, I’m done ranting. I’m going to karaoke tonight at The Queen Mary. I hope the rain doesn’t keep the Drag Queens away. I need their sweet, sweet support.
February 12th, 2003Comments: 0
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