I am trying not to use too harsh language. Hate is a word I am trying to avoid as much as I can. That said, I genuinely, sincerely, truly, from the bottom of my heart dislike rain. Coming home from the office I thought I would be really clever and put a plastic bag on my bike seat so I wouldn't have to ride on a wet bicycle. By the time I got home, my ass was dry, but everything else was soaked. Rain is many different things to many people. To me, it is nuisance only. I do not recall ever being happy because it rained. Midwest sucks.
Another thing that's been bothering me lately. This blog stuff is very unsatisfying. Who do you talk to about people that bug you?