It was raining but it’s all blue skies and sunshine now. Which is awful cause motorbike dickhead outside has taken that as a sign to run to run his pathetic engine for the last ten minutes. So loud. I get that he probably has to do that sometimes for… oil reasons or whatever but it’s every two days. The thing is, NEVER, not once, in the whole nine months that I’ve lived here, have I ever seen him actually go out on it. He just revs it and polishes it.
Hope it does rain. Or snow. Or… like, frogs pour down in biblical fashion.
For as long as only two households are allowed indoors together (and housemate is on hospital placement so no one wants to spend time indoors with us anyway), I absolutely do not like rain as it keeps fucking up my social life