Rain, rain. Go away

So it's rained 28 out of the last 29 days, what kind of bullshit is that? That's a rhetorical question. Meaning it doesn't need an answer. I'm not too worried though. I live on the second floor for one, so no flooding in my place. Second, I get vacation/sick days now. So I can miss work and get paid for it if my car floats down the road. Its kinda crazy though. There are these fields/farms/whatever that line West Valley Highway/Highway 167 that I see everyday. Now they're gone. Flooded. High too. You can see actual white caps on the fucking waves in these fields. You could go wake-boarding or something. Honestly, I have no idea what wake-boarding actually is, soooooo that's that. I got a promotion. Pretty happy about that. ***Side note- I think my neighbors just orgasimed. Heard thumps for 15 sec. then nothing*** Anyway, I get benefits and vacation and so on. A raise. That's cool. Just in time too. I get my "new" car tomorrow. New as in 1996. I only need it for 3-4 years, so I'm happy with that. I happy about alot of things lately. Colts lost, but so did the Pats. Half-happy about that. Is that even possible? To be half-happy? Oh well. Who cares. Also, I'm gearing up for Valentine's Day. Which actually means I'll be at some dive bar, drunk, trying to lure some local, drunken, lonely girl into the back of my SUV with a bottle of Vodka, a rose, and a slab of bacon (that's alot of commas). Maybe not bacon, but something cool. Beef jerky maybe. Or I'll call someone I actually know and make a night and day of it. Valentine's Day sex is always better. Especially when she just had dinner with her boyfriend. Hell is awfully warm this time of year, care to join me?