Rain rain go away...

"It's raining it's pouring, the old man is snoring...."

"If all the raindrops were lemon drops and gum drops oh what a rain that would be...."

"Robin in the rain, what a saucy fellow, showers always make you gayyyy! Bet the worms are wishing you would stay at home, robin on a rainy dayy!"

"Rain, rain, go away, come again some other day..."

"...Down came the rain and washed the spider out..."

I feel like a crazy person. I look out the window this morning and it's pouring rain. Immediately after the gut- reactions: "fuck!" and "damn if i'm going to blowdry my hair this morning," childrens songs start playing in my head. At first they go nice and slow, and I indulge in a little nostalgia while in the shower, but then they start playing faster and faster and faster all together and its a big mess. I hate that humans are incapable of truly linear thought -- it would made things so much more comprehensive. And I would feel less like I belonged in a mental institution.

The funny thing about rain in Thunder Bay is that no-one is prepared for it. I own an umbrella -- but did I bother to take it to school with me? No, its in Guelph, a plane-ride away. And no one else here owns one either, so we are all reduced to wearing our winter coats because they are the closest things we have to waterproof jackets. It's really amusing to see people wandering around in winter coats when it's 13 degrees out.