Hoodies and Rain

Looks like weve been making up for a killer summer this fall. Must be our slice of the global warming pie. It still beats 125 mph winds and broken levees tho, at least my house is still here. New England was cheated out of our signature time of year as it rained away most of our kickass leaf change season. I still havent had any hot apple cider this year since all I want to do is go home and curl up in a ball and pretend my basement isnt flooding again. Followed shortly by going into my basement to suck the water out. I have decided that nothing ever good happens this time of year since you can add not talking to some of my best friends because of stupid stuff. Im so glad I have my skunks, they exist to be fuzzy, warm and funny at any moment. I cant help feeling a little better looking at their little fur covered faces after any peticularly annoying day working for the man. I forget the latin version that started the conversation but one of my friends at work told me a young man had a sign up at his desk and the interpretation of it was "Dont let them grind you down". Simple. No one will ever grind me down. Fuck that. Ive been on a good run for music lately, Ive been all about the hardcore and black metal since all the albums I have got from those genres have kicked serious ass. My ears are suffering, you wouldnt believe the amount of sound you can get out of stock VW speakers unless you own one. I wonder how many beetles are driving around with Dimmu Borgir coming out the windows at old lady scaring volume. The dark, morose sounds of Dimmu go perfect with coming desolate November in New England. Time to get out my hoodie.