HiH errands, crappo weather
I walked down to Union Square this afternoon to pick up the postcards for the festival. When I first started out around 3:30 it was apocalyptically gloomy--I was thinking "this must be what Blade Runner NYC looks like during the day." Then it started spitting. Then misting--then misting with motivation. Then raining. I got to work very damp, and now I'm physically depressed (i.e., no energy, want to shut my eyes) because of all this fucking RAIN AND GLOOM. STOP RAINING!
I will kill myself if we have another summer like last year.
But it is supposed to be sunny on Friday and the weekend.
I will kill myself if we have another summer like last year.
But it is supposed to be sunny on Friday and the weekend.
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But I'm truly sick of this weather as well. It's on my last nerve, dammit.
I've forgotten what the sun looks like, for heaven's sake.
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