Rain

Oh my hell how I hate it. It just puts me in a funk. We haven't even really had that much up til now. I hate walking to the car in it, walking to the office in it (if I'm working in Orenco or Beaverton), hate the fact that I can't go out for a cigarette because of it (I'm pretty sure my coworkers hate that fact too, or at least the effect it has on me), hate having to put down a towel on the arm rest under my cracked window, hate how much colder it makes me feel, hate how much darker it is with it. Yesterday morning it was really only sprinkling but the street was wet and I completely missed the left turn to the Dutch Bros. Imagine how frightening it is to have me on the roads in this situation.

My hair looks like shit on a dry day. Imagine what it looks like after 2.3 seconds of exposure to the rain.

In other news, I actually made a doctor's appointment. For my ear. I haven't been to the doctor in like forever so this is saying something. I can't hear for shit out of my left ear and now it's giving me headaches. I'm going Thursday. Maybe after Thursday when I sleep on my left side I'll be able to hear the alarm. As it stands right now Lava listens to it for roughly one minute and then head butts me awake. Good girl.

So, no inspiration. Nothing going on. I miss my friend. I'm cold. It's raining. Eight months until June.

Sigh.