rain, NY rain especially, has the uncanny ability to almost entirely suck the life out of me. it's pretty terrible, i'd say. i look forward to living in a climate where rain is practically a myth, and occurs so rarely that the natives become a little frightened when it does. Los Angeles, i'm looking at you. my throat feels scratchy and i've been practically in a coma all day. thumbs way down. also...i really wish i had a boy to talk to. i mean, there's a long list of people i'm sure i could have a friendly text conversation with while i study for my US history exam for the next hour, but they're pretty much all girls and no disrespect to my lovely lady friends: i'd really like a nice dude to talk to. i had one of those for awhile, effed that up royally and now, even though we're talking again, it's a little strained. i just told the only nice, single dude in my life lately that i couldn't speak to him anymore due to "extenuating circums...