Rain and boredom

It's been a rainy weekend. As much as I know the rain is needed I can't help but wish that it would choose some other day to do it. I like my weekends a lot better when they aren't so damn soggy. Keene is starting to get to me, this town might as well be dead. There really isn't anything to do, but then again, I couldn't tell you what it is I'd rather be doing. Seems like the only thing to do here is bitch about how there is nothing to do here. That and smoke weed every day. I know that sounds pretty good, but even smoking weed can get boring after a while. I need a change :\ I can't wait till I can go visit NYC again this summer with Sandy, even though I'm always torn between the city and the country side. I guess you can't have it all, I'm just not much of a city slicker, I'm paranoid enough already, when ever I'm in NYC I feel like I've got to be on guard every second. Like I'd get mugged or something the instant I let my guard down. Keeping up that level of paranoia for a long period of time is stressful.

*sigh*