Well the rain falls down without my help I'm afraid

I can't believe it's fricken' raining again. What is that. Nobody wants a wet Christmas. And nobody wants to walk to the bus and stand in a whole bunch of December rain today. At least Guns'n Roses didn't do that one.

Christmas is almost go! I just have a few more gifts to get and zero time to get them because I work every day until I go home. That kind of sucks. And I only got out a quarter of the intended cards because I ran out of stamps, and I just got more stamps yesterday and now I can't for the life of me remember where I put the cards. And also, Aunt Kay, apparently my addressing job on your card wasn't good enough for Stewartville because they wrote "insufficient address" on it and sent it back. I don't know what else they were looking for. It's not like I just scribbled "give to aunt kay plz" on an envelope or anything, there was a whole address on it. Is there some sort of Stewartville secret code I don't know about? Stewartville must be pretty snooty.

Augh, time to run. In the rain. Awesome.