Rain, Rain...

... go away. For fuck's sake. Please. Go away. My basement is wet. The ground is so saturated that water is seeping in along the floor. It's so frustrating. I was also supposed to shoot a company golf tournament tomorrow. Kiss that cash goodbye. They are supposed reschedule for next month. Next month is already so freakin' busy.

I'm currently chatting with my, I guess 'girlfriend' is the appropriate word, in Canada. Can she be my girlfriend if we've never met face to face? I think I might be a little insane having a relationship with someone 22 hours away. But she makes me incredibly happy. I'm going to visit her for two weeks in July. Six weeks away. Some days it seems like an eternity.

Time to go switch out towels soaking up water in the basement... catch you tomorrow.