Rainy. Very, Very Rainy.

And my cause for the title? A huge freaking THUNDERSTORM is blowing right outside my window, plus the weather alert radio (or, at least, I think that's what it's called...) won't shut up. Aah. That's better. Sorry, it was sorta going off while I was listening to Give 'Em Hell, Kid. Oh, and I kinda want some opinions on this: Should I be pissed that no matter what happens, my friend Katelyn's immediate response is "Good for you?" I think if I told her I only had 7 days left 'cause I watched The Ring, then got that wierd phone call, she'd just respond, "Well, good for you! Haven't you always wanted to know what being dead was like? (I may have mentioned that last bit a couple of times.)" So, please, help me figure out whether or not to slap her the next time she says that. She's been doing this since 4th grade. Gets old after a bit.