It's raining....the first shower of the season. I hate it! Everything's gloomy and dark. The pond outside my window resembles a dark hole waiting to swallow you whole.
I want the sun! I want blue skies! I want to feel happy! Instead, I feel soooooo blah!
Rain, rain, please, please, please, please x 1,000,000 GO AWAY!
I have no plans, just as I have no social life, so more than likely I'll read today. The new one my J. Quinn sounds promising, though, I HATED her last one. Hate's too strong a word, it just wasn't up to par with her usual standards. The last few books by her have been following this pattern.
I hope it doesn't turn out to be like H.W.W by S. James. That book, I HATED. I was so mad after finishing it I wanted to toss the book against the wall, rip out the pages one by one, and set it on fire. I pictured myself laughing evilly as the pages go up in flames before withering into tiny specks.
I didn't. Mainly, because I could never get a lighter or matches to work. Plus, I didn't want to appear nuts.
+1 for terrible book
0 for me
Just like my fight with the evil refrigerator at work. No matter how much I pulled yesterday, it wouldn't open. I almost fell on my backside trying to open it. The door was suctioned tight. I finally gave up and allowed my amused co-worker to try. She had no problem.
+1 for evil refrigerator
0 for me!