Despite being soaked to the bone from the chilly rain that's still falling I'm actually feeling my moodicon.
Despite Saturday morning commuters smelling worse than Mon-Fri commuters, I'm still feeling my moodicon.
How could someone reek so bad of alcohol and cigarettes so early?!? (7:00 a.m.)
Wait a minute...they're on their way home from some hole they spent the night in.
Nice, people, very nice.
I did enjoy listening to the rain outside my window this morning as I drifted off to sleep. The best sleeping pill in the world. [I imagine the sound of the ocean would have the same effect - hopefully I find this out first hand in Miami]