same shit, different day
Rain, rain, rain, all week and all weekend here. The thunderstorms have been frightening my poor Jack Russell Terrier (Maggie) to death and she's been hiding in either my bed or the bathroom whimpering. Not good. I was up until 3:30am yesterday trying to comfort her.
No news on the job front. I have never felt so bitter and hopeless in the last four years than I have the last couple months.