Day eight of nonstop rain. There is something to this whole Seasonal Affective Disorder thing; all I've wanted to do since about Wednesday morning is eat carbohydrates and slap the shit out of anyone who looks at me crosswise.
In between bouts of spontaneous sobbing and the long minutes spent curled up under my desk in a fetal position, I couldn't help but notice that it's a pretty slow news day. Probably because everyone's so busy gathering two of each animal or pricing water wings. Hell, there isn't even any Blue States Lose today, because Tale of Two Cities seems to having bandwidth issues. That, or their servers are located in New Jersey, which is currently under water.
If this doesn't clear up by tomorrow, the management recommends rowing a canoe to the nearest tanning salon and holing up for the apocalypse. At least you'll die bronzed and cheerfull. Good luck.
HERE'S WHAT MANHATTAN WILL LOOK LIKE TOMORROW
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