...always get me down. What is it about rain that makes you lethargic and incapable of disengaging yourself from the warmth of your bed? What is it about rain that makes you wanna watch sappy romantic comedies? What is it about rain that makes you grab the stool you sneaked out from Otto Hahn, and then stand on it so you can reach up to the recesses of your uppermost closet shelf to retrieve your shoebox of mementos of failed relationships that are too difficult to dispose of... and then flip through them while you go through a range of emotions via your winamp player, starting with a nostalgic selection of: "Yellow" (Coldplay), "Wish You Were Here" (Pink Floyd), "Nobody Does It Better" (Carly Simon), "You Can't Always Get What You Want" (Rollin' Stones), "The Scientist" (Coldplay), "I Miss You" (Incubus), "I" (6cyclemind), "Walking After You" (Foo Fighters), "Come To My Window" (Melissa Etheridge), "Brick" (Ben Folds Five), "Just Another" (Pete Yorn), "Come Around" (Rhett Miller).

To a more "senti", tears-forming-in-the-eyes- and-flapping-your-hands- to-fan-it-dry playlist of: "A Song For You" (Donny Hathaway), "Home" (Michale Buble), "You Don't Know Me" (Jann Arden), "Goodbye My Lover" (James Blunt), "Everything" (Lifehouse), "I Can't Make You Love Me" (Bonnie Raitt), "Tattoed On My Mind" (D'Sound), "Feels Like Home" (Chantal Kreviazuk), "New York State Of Mind" (Billy Joel), "Blower's Daughter" (Damien Rice), "Pwede Ba" (Soapdish), "More Than Anyone" (Gavin Degraw).

And then a playlist loaded with contained anger, repressed sorrow and resentment: "Oo" (Updharmadown), "Never Really Love You Anyway" (The Corrs), "Waiting In Vain" (Annie Lennox), "Cool Off" (Session Road), "Don't Speak" (No Doubt), "Walang Kadala Dala" (Sandwich), "Tumatakbo" (Mojofly), "Kung Ayaw Mo Huwag Mo" (Rivermaya), "You Oughta Know" (Alanis Morissette), "Tensionado" (Soapdish), "Colorblind" (Counting Crows), "Fools Like Me" (Lisa Loeb), "Scar" (Missy Higgins), "Bleed For Me" (Seether feat. Amy Lee), "My Favorite Game" (The Cardigans), "Criminal" (Fiona Apple), and capping it off with "Glory Box" (Portishead).

Rain rain go away...Little Chester does not want to open this shoebox again.

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