he also hates everything else about his life....might as well end it!
Honest to God.
I'm in New England, I go through 2 'Noreasters a year, mininum, like we never been up to the balls in snow before? Here's the play, you go to the local vendor of charisma, you pick up a case or so of your favorite suds, you pick up some whatever comfort food you need to get you through two days, because this ain't 1940 anymore, you'll be out by Monday morning.
But I guess his guidance counselor never taught him to think for himself.