I don't like rainy days.
They make me think too much, question too often, and wish too foolishly.
They make me lonely and lazy and a little bit insane.
Today, I almost bought a dog because I wanted someone else in the house. I have two cats, but they could give a shit if you're lonely. Not if it's going to interrupt their nap time. This is probably why you'll never see such a thing as a seeing-eye cat. They wouldn't give a damn and would just expect you to find your own way around, Lazy Ass.
But the laziness brought on by the rain outweighed the loneliness, and the pet store seemed ultra-far away.
Rainy days make me do stupid things like begin a closet clean-out, drink by myself and look up old boyfriends via the Internet. And those last two things are a dangerous combo.
Don't worry though, I don't keep booze in the house, and my internet's all jacked up. My iphone's great and all, but it's for emergency stalking only. And one day of rain does not constitute an emergency.
I better check the forecast for tomorrow though.