August 12, 2008 § 3 Comments
I don’t like summer: too hot. I usually spend the summer wishing it were fall, when the air is crisp and cool.
This year I spend the summer wishing for sun. For the first time ever, I think.
Kinda says it all. Heard it was pretty lame weather-wise back in the 514 this summer. Nice here. But then again, it’s always nice here.
Alison: No, I don’t like heat either, but I prefer it to incessant rain. Or snow.
Sparky: Good thing you’re leaving soon.
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I don’t like summer: too hot. I usually spend the summer wishing it were fall, when the air is crisp and cool.
This year I spend the summer wishing for sun. For the first time ever, I think.
Kinda says it all. Heard it was pretty lame weather-wise back in the 514 this summer. Nice here. But then again, it’s always nice here.
Alison: No, I don’t like heat either, but I prefer it to incessant rain. Or snow.
Sparky: Good thing you’re leaving soon.