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Tuesday, February 22, 2005


Ok, I realize I should not be complaining about this. But I'm going to anyway. It's February. It should not be nearly 80 degrees outside!

I don't mind 60 degree winters. It's actually a dream come true. But when I need to put on the A/C in February, something isn't right.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Jealous! It's been cold here. I love warm winters!


9:38 AM  
Blogger metrogeekboy said...

Okay, trying to think of something good about this south land we have to dwell in. Humidity...now there's something I like. Have you ever noticed when the flowers bloom in the spring/summer how the smell lingers in the air? Or the smell of heat against grass and hay. Humidity makes those smells stay in the air like a rich thick perfume. I'm no apologetic for the South, but we have to look for some god damn good in this place. There's one idea of mine.

10:10 AM  
Blogger tish said...

Welcome to the south, sugar.

11:49 AM  

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