So apparently, the actual weather is about as testy as the Weatherhuman. Just as you get used to the damn rain pouring onto your umbrella and have finally reached that perfect adjustment of your backpack to keep it pretty dry, the rain stops and the sun peeks through the clouds. What. The. Hell. Now you’re soaking wet with no evidence to prove you weren’t just a jackass who fell into the lagoon. Mother Nature is a bitch.

Tomorrow’s Forecast: The creature from the lagoon resents the accusation that he looks like a wet human and wreaks havoc on campus. My bad, guys.