3:01 and its the biggest rain day of the year.

I can do this and its not a form of procrastination, okay, it is a form of procrastinating finishing job applications but not any more than doing job applications is a form of procrastinating writing. so there, gods of fairness. i had a dream that a journalist was killed brutally killed-- that one that's been captured. ha! that one, you know, the ONE. no.

Oops. I was going so well with the consistency and then its wrong, the consistency is wrong, or its write but its not what i think it should be. There is nothing better. I heard something the, no, no, I didn't hear it, I read it, a previous post here. a previous posted item. i liked it. you know, it sounded so much like me. yes, i thought, that is just about how my thoughts go. i dont imagine that anything about this necessitates anyone else being thrilled, but you know, its was good news to me. so, maybe i might have a job. i mean, i am looking for employment, which is going to land me squarely in the department of the employed. I wish I had better typing skills. There is nothing better than a quickly typed error free line. Of course there is always backspace. And that is there. right there.

wow. this day, i think this day is like a bay area stormy day. its windy, not as windy as it has been, but windy enough. and its grey, grey, grey, and then rainy rainy, and then whoa, like actual rain and not just heavy mist. and then it stops, blue sky peaks through, and the grey comes back. so, basically, yeah, it seems stormy. its coastal weather. you know what i never think about? earthquakes. mainly because if one comes I'm basically fucked. i mean, i live on the fourth floor, have no supplies, and dont even know where to begin to be prepared. there is no way, right? i mean, short of stocking and refreshing an earthquake preparedness pantry or something. but, one could come. earth shakes. i wouldn't be surprised if this rain leaking through the dry cracked dirt changes some pressure. i mean, i guess its always a possibility, and even though, yes, i do suspect that most earth quakes are the result of molten cores, but, this doesnt really seem like a rain that makes things mushy. but is is a soaker. whow. really. its pouring now. this is definitely the hardest rain of my san francsico residency. which is really great for me because i love the rain.

i love the rain mostly from inside warm sunny locales, but i also love it outside, when its hot outside and the cool drops of rain fall on sticky hot skin. its virtually impossible to be hot in a rain. after a rain, sure. but during a rain, no ways.