Tonight it's raining, and I'm in a poopy mood.
Perfect time to eat chocolate and write a budget. That way I can enjoy the chocolate and feel good about organizing my life all while getting depressed about gaining weight and the fact that I spend more money than I make.
Life is good.
I've always wondered why rain is a sign of depression and cleansing, depending on the outcome. Though I hate the thought of it, I should read Dubliners again. I remember lots of rain and shadows, but I can't remember that anyone came out cleaner. I think they just got dirtier. On the other hand, I'm sure there are some stories where life is new and good and wonderful after rain. I wish I knew which ones they were.
I've decided to rebel against exceedingly long posts because I get tired of reading them.
4 comments:
this is daniel, stupid blogger won't let me log in.
stupid beta sign up thing
It is interesting how rain can be comforting, refreshing or depressing. Last night's rain was the first, but this morning's was the latter. Same rain, just me that's different.
im glad that the dave chappelle skit cheered you up
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