Wet

When I got home tonight, our street was like that scene in ET when all the kids are out in the street all dressed up. (Except it was cold, and dark. And wet). There were hunners of them, all trying to score enough sugar and E numbers to get high... So I sneaked passed them, through the side gate, into the house and made sure the front lights stayed off, to pretend we weren't home...

Last night I got so wet cycling home in a flash flood that tonight I couldn't bare it again... So I ditched the bike and got the bus home. I felt quite smug, watching passers by freezing and wet from my upstairs vantage point...