the flood

What a way to start the week. Went swimming this morning and I hadn't swam ten laps before Mr Blue Sky decided to frikkin go one corner and smoke out. And so Mr Grey Cloud went Buahahah! and started raining for all he's worth. Worse for Gabe. He'd just gotten to the pool and parked his bike, hadn't even taken off his shirt and boom. splash splash. The rain I mean.
To make matters even more screwed up, now we had to face the task of cycling back in the rain, which kept getting stronger and stronger because Mr Blue Sky was now thoroughly stoned from his marijuana and Mr Grey Cloud was getting high. Fucking freezing frosting cold. Reminds me of the time when it rained during a mission in Australia and the temp dropped to 10 degrees and below. When we finally got to our objective, we dragged our soaked sorry arses to the exhaust pipe of the LSV and stood there trying to get warm. Haha, its funny when you look back. Too bad don;t have a pic of then.
Sigh, still got work later. If this is a sign of things to come then maybe quitting right now is a good idea.