This weather sucks. I'll say it again as if to imply its suckiness...this is quite miserable. While it comforably drizzled during my first lap, as I anticipate a midnight departure for my second lap it is torrentially downpouring; and not a warm rain, but a really rather cold, bitter kind of rain. The kind sadness and melancholy prevail on.I am dreading this lap. Dreading it like the day I left the womb (that was the worst.)
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Isn't this blog linked to from the Google blog? Maybe some of the expletives could be removed?
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