"I don't find this stuff amusing anymore"

Sometimes I hates it here! I mean I really really hates it! Take for instance yesterday afternoon... it started to rain, as it seems to do a lot during rainy season (surprise, surprise). So I take advantage of the "cozy factor" and take a book and my laptop and go lie on my bed.... the rain is pouring down and it's dark outside and quite nice for Sunday afternoon coziness. Well then I decide to look outside for a minute and I see that the back outside area of my house is filling up with water... it would hit me mid shin if I was standing out there.. but still not flooding into my house. So I am partly unsettled but get back to my book. Then a few minutes later I look out there again and the water is right up to the door and what do you know... starting to seep in. So I go into the kitchen to look and yep.. there's water everywhere! So I stupidly open the door... I don't know why... just to make sure or something... rush of water down the door and from the mini pool I now have attached to my house. So I slam the door.. put towels in place and whine over msn to JC who tells me it's ok.. I just need more towels. Then somehow the AC starts raining.. water is pouring out of it! All onto the living room floor... so many swears and curses later... and I have towels down there too. (I can swear and curse on Sunday because I did the church thing on Saturday night...) At this point the towels that I put down in the kitchen are floating around the floor! More swears! So then I just get everything important to me and hang out on my bed... waiting for the rain to stop... which it eventually does.. and the water all goes away.. and I'm left with 500 pounds of sopping towels...


Why do I live here???


Book I'm reading: How to be a Canadian - Ian Ferguson and his brother
Song I like: Chasing Cars - Snow Patrol