It's raining like a mother fucker in the Big Funky right now. I have a half-chubby hoping a tornado will swoop down and finish me off. I've always loved the rain, even as a child rainy days were my favorite. Now I know why, it's because rain and hate go so well together. That, and usually rain keeps the fucking daystar at bay. As was documented on 08/29/03, one thing I know for sure is that the god damn sun is out to get me.