So I'm sitting here, really late leaving for work, because of the shittastic severe thunderstorms in the area, thinking about how much I hate driving in a storm, and thinking even more how much I HATE being late for work.
I was already late during my first week because of super dense fog. I'm not sure what's up with this weather. It's trying to thwart me. I don't care for that.
On the plus side . . . yeah, I've got nothing.
At least it's Friday and I can sleep in tomorrow. Always a bonus.