Global warming, El Niño, La Niña, little butterfly in China, whatever the reason it is, Los Angeles has been experiencing some freak weather for the last few weeks. Last week's rain reminded me of living in Oregon, and it did NOT make me feel nostalgic. In fact, the rain is what drove me out of the state to begin with. Earthquakes might not bring Los Angeles down, but unfortunately water falling from the skies counts as a natural disaster. Freeways flooded, SUV's actually had to wade through water, and people did not walk the streets. On second thought, Los Angelinos rarely walk anyway, so ignore the last thought.
One thing that supremely annoyed me was that people do not know how to drive here in the rain. They either drive way too slow, or way too fast. Another thing that annoyed me was that I couldn't bike to work the entire week. The lack of exercise and the gloomy weather did wonders for my mood, which probably showed. If you happened to be exposed to my bitchiness during the week, I truly apologize. I blame it on the weather.
Sunday's forecast: rain. Shit.
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