summer venting
and i feel summer too. god damn hot.
with the weather what it is now, weird ass-cold one minute, sweltering cranky-time inducing heat the next few hours, i am reminded of how i am the wrong person for tropical weather. (which fact i should be glad of as don't exactly have the body to go to beaches in.)
i much prefer the cold of air conditioned places with enough shade from the sun and enough light to read books with or enough booze to get drunk with.
reasons why cold is better:
1. you don't exactly need to take a shower becasue you feel sticky from the heat induced sweat ew.
2. coke( not coke zero, not coke light) is best experienced cold.
3. ditto beer. ESPECIALLY BEER.
4. more clothes, less fat exposure. a boon to my post college, law school era weight.
5. sleeping is much more comfy when you have a comforter to comfort you in the night, or morning after a drink fest as the case may be.
6. the hangover ain't as bad in cold weather either.
7. walking (my only form of exercise next to the acts of turning pages of a book and using utensils to facilitate the shoving of food into my mouth) in the cold dark night, or in the cold dark day, is better.
8. the cold would probably make me less cranky and more able to accept the sad fact THAT I AM STILL TWO AND A HALF GOD-DAMNED FINAL EXAMS AWAY FROM BEING ABLE TO SLEEP ALL DAY, WATCH ALL THE DVDS THAT I WANT, READ ALL THE BOOKS THAT I WANT, DANCE AND DRINK ALL I WANT, AND PRACTICE THE FINE ART OF COUCH-POTATO-ING ALL I WANT LIKE ANY HUMAN BEING SHOULD REASONABLY EXPECT TO BE ABLE TO DO!!!!
okay venting over. kinda.
i still hate religious hypocrites, pa-sweet bullshit, two-faced bitches, the fact the obama might win (clinton yeah!!!!! but fine if it must be obama i guess it must be) , the fact that at twenty-five i am bankrupt and unemployed and dependent on my dad for support and sustenance (and unbeknownst to him for the most part, a few bottles of light), the fact that i am delayed a year, the law and envi exams that kept me from studying better for pril, that i keep on dreaming about flunking the bar, and all those little things that annoy me and disturb my efforts to be at peace with the world.
bow.
til the next post, i remain,
very truly yours,
a very cranky bitch.
with the weather what it is now, weird ass-cold one minute, sweltering cranky-time inducing heat the next few hours, i am reminded of how i am the wrong person for tropical weather. (which fact i should be glad of as don't exactly have the body to go to beaches in.)
i much prefer the cold of air conditioned places with enough shade from the sun and enough light to read books with or enough booze to get drunk with.
reasons why cold is better:
1. you don't exactly need to take a shower becasue you feel sticky from the heat induced sweat ew.
2. coke( not coke zero, not coke light) is best experienced cold.
3. ditto beer. ESPECIALLY BEER.
4. more clothes, less fat exposure. a boon to my post college, law school era weight.
5. sleeping is much more comfy when you have a comforter to comfort you in the night, or morning after a drink fest as the case may be.
6. the hangover ain't as bad in cold weather either.
7. walking (my only form of exercise next to the acts of turning pages of a book and using utensils to facilitate the shoving of food into my mouth) in the cold dark night, or in the cold dark day, is better.
8. the cold would probably make me less cranky and more able to accept the sad fact THAT I AM STILL TWO AND A HALF GOD-DAMNED FINAL EXAMS AWAY FROM BEING ABLE TO SLEEP ALL DAY, WATCH ALL THE DVDS THAT I WANT, READ ALL THE BOOKS THAT I WANT, DANCE AND DRINK ALL I WANT, AND PRACTICE THE FINE ART OF COUCH-POTATO-ING ALL I WANT LIKE ANY HUMAN BEING SHOULD REASONABLY EXPECT TO BE ABLE TO DO!!!!
okay venting over. kinda.
i still hate religious hypocrites, pa-sweet bullshit, two-faced bitches, the fact the obama might win (clinton yeah!!!!! but fine if it must be obama i guess it must be) , the fact that at twenty-five i am bankrupt and unemployed and dependent on my dad for support and sustenance (and unbeknownst to him for the most part, a few bottles of light), the fact that i am delayed a year, the law and envi exams that kept me from studying better for pril, that i keep on dreaming about flunking the bar, and all those little things that annoy me and disturb my efforts to be at peace with the world.
bow.
til the next post, i remain,
very truly yours,
a very cranky bitch.
posted by peach at 6:59 AM
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