Bleh.

This morning, I was walking to my apartment when it started raining. The rain began as a pleasant light drizzle but within thirty seconds grew into torrents of fat, angry raindrops that literally hurt when they landed on me. I felt like God was punishing me with this spiteful downpour. "Pew pew pew! Take that, suckaaa!" Needless to say, I was drenched in a matter of seconds and arrived at my apartment disgruntled, freezing, and smelling/looking like a wet dog. Did I mention this all happened at 7:40 in the morning?

I toweled off, changed clothes, made lunch, etc. Before I headed outside again, I made sure to put on my galoshes and grab an umbrella so I could take on the rain like a boss. But when I stepped out, I was greeted with the most serene and picturesque scenery you could ever imagine, the type you see at the end of Disney movies. The sun shone in its full force, birds filled the air with their sweet chirping, and baby bunny rabbits snuggled and tumbled in the bright green grass. There was even a fucking rainbow draped across the now cloudless blue sky. And here I was, umbrella in hand, giant galoshes on feet, my hair still dripping freezing rainwater onto my shoulders.

Pwned.

Some other lowlights of my weekend:

- Food poisoning from overpriced sushi
- Disgusting weather
- My bike being stolen

I'm still in disbelief about the last one. Every time I walk into my apartment and see its empty place I just convince myself that my bike is on vacation and will be returning shortly.