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» Wednesday, June 18, 2003
No, no, you misunderstood. Turn the spigot off. Off! OFF! ::glub::

please?

I mean, really. I have a sinus headache on my right side that is so far immune to three Advil, my teeth ache, my elbows and finger joints hurt, the back yard has standing water in it, and the dog is getting crosseyed from holding it rather than daring to go outside in something that's so like a bath. Enough already. Basta!

Isn't it simply bad enough that it's summer? God, was there ever more miserable a season? The rain just makes it worse. In the fall you have so many things to look forward to: autumn leaves, Thanksgiving, cool air, anticipation of whatever midwinter holiday you celebrate, pretty lights, good food, warm blankets, the New Year, maybe snow, fireplaces and cocoa (just cocoa for those without fireplaces), evenings round the TV or playing games, Valentine’s Day--the only depressing thing is taking down the Christmas tree. What do you have to look forward to in summer?--heat, humidity, weeds, sweat, bugs, sunburn, bites, allergies, lawns needing cutting, pollen. Even the cookouts are marinated in perspiration and garnished with mosquitoes. Gawd. Talk about unrelieved depression for three to four months. Urgh.