Heeeeey, maybe I won’t miss out on kayaking after all. If it continues to look and sound like this, they’ll cancel the trips. I shouldn’t be this gleeful that a bunch of tourists will be sad and miss out on fireworks, but I am super sad that I’m not able to work and they do say misery loves company.
It’s kind of awesome, though, because I’m watching a show with a thunderstorm in it, and it’s storming outside, so it’s like I have 3D surround sound.
Well. Isn’t that nice?
I’ve got to tell you, I kind of love how pretty and detailed the forecast icons are on Accuweather. I wish I could take a screen shot of the one on my phone right now, it’s so cool. It’s got some regular clouds and some smoky clouds and it’s really quite pretty.
I am such an asshole.
This is my homepage on Weather.com:

I keep it that way so I can look at it when I’m sad about leaving Vermont and think “HAHAHAHA. Whoops. No I’m not.”
It is going to be freezing ass cold when I’m in New York next week
Not funny, March. What happened to that “out like a lamb” business? If it bloody snows, me and you are going to have words.
Dear Mother Nature,
QUIT IT.
September = fall. Stop fighting it. I’m done with this 90 degrees shit. If I don’t see some motherfuckin’ 60’s soon I’m gonna flip my shit and it won’t be pretty.
Faithfully yours,
KV
Dear Mother Nature,
I’m not entirely sure where KV and Lacey live, but if you could quit it on their behalf and keep up the 90 degrees down here in the south I’d really appreciate it. I’ve become a big old f’ing pussy since I moved south and don’t need anything less than 80, ever. They can have fall, I’m not interested in the slightest.
Yours,
J



