Rain, go away. I want to run outside. I want to frolic with unbridled gaiety, basking in the warming glow of the summer sun. I want to remove my pants and run through the old ladies' underwear section at K Mart, rubbing the drapelike cotton fabric and extremely stretchy waistbands and price tags against my manly thighs and buttocks. That will show them all. It will show them what for!

I just had to get that outburst out of my system before I leave to visit my dear mother and other family members in North Dakota tomorrow. Road trip with the brother and the sister-in-law! So tonight I frolic in granny panties and price tags. Tomorrow I primly clasp my hands and pretend that I don't masturbate.