rambling

rain, rain, rain. I know we've been in a severe drought - not just a drought mind you but a severe drought - and that we need it. But its just icky outside. I wouldn't mind at all, if I was home wearing my pajama pants, curled under a blanket snoozing or reading. But I'm here at work next to a drafty glass wall, and its dark and windy and I'm sleepy. Coffee isn't helping.

I lurve coffee. I want to go home.