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Very fucked off. Guilted myself into getting onto the bike, got all geared up and ready to go, got the bike out of the storage room... and it's started raining.
It's the sort of spitting that can't make up its mind if it's going to keep just spitting, or if it's the prelude to a downpour. I don't feel like taking my chances on having to ride through a downpour, so here I am, back inside. FUCK OFF, RAIN! Can't you see I'm trying to get myself back in the saddle?????