Blog Open Letter To Mother Nature,
Seriously, what the hell is going on?
60 degrees and partly sunny followed by 20 degrees and overcast?
You realize that I left some of my windows open last night, right? Do you have any idea how cold my apartment was this morning?
Do you care, you heartless wench?
Screw you, screw you and your little groundhog.
Sincerely,
Onarga.
PS. It was really nice of you to give us that 70 degree day last week, the ice cream trucks came out of hibernation and drove up and down the block, does the fact that it’s cold again keep them from retiring until it’s officially warm everyday? No. They’re always out there now, ringing their damn bells and endlessly playing that damn jingle which floats through the air, into my front room and bounces off the walls for hours.
Mother Nature, your anability to remain consistent is making me suicidal.
Holla.
