don’t mistake my exclamation for any serious religious belief (i don’t subscribe), but holy god almighty, it finally fucking rained in los angeles today!

excuse the language as well, but wow, i swear it’s probably been over 8 months since i’ve had a single drop fall on my head. it just never rains around here, but today as i came out of my southern california classroom building i walked into a light and wonderful drizzle that — unlike traditional equations of rain with sadness — completely made my afternoon. it started really really lightly, at what could only be called a slight drip-dropping, and already a girl walking ahead of me could be overheard pleading into her cell phone, “it’s raining like crazy and i forgot to bring an umbrella!”

to my pleasure, it got more steady and never so heavy as to actually soak me, so i just walked to my next class enjoying every brief second of it. now, i’m sure those of you in places that actually have weather are saying, “what the hell, it’s just rain” or something, but honestly you don’t miss it until you’ve been without it for ages. so it quenched a thirst i’d been having, you might say.

an hour later during a short class break my business-school friend spencer and i went outside for a minute (the rain had already stopped), and i remarked that the school finally looked like i felt — all dark and dreary and dank and grey. he agreed wholeheartedly, because really, that’s what business school will do to you sometimes.

now it probably won’t rain again until february so i’m gonna listen to the new dismemberment plan cd and hold on to those few minutes of precious variety.