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Spring, my arse. - Diary of a Necromancer
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Spring, my arse.
It's May the first, and it's literally physically too cold to do any of the items on my "yeah, that's just kind of sitting there in the way and I should do something about that" list: it's too cold and damp to dye yarn, it's too cold and damp to plant any of the plants we rather optimistically bought last weekend, and it's even too cold and damp to be sitting here now trying to concentrate on a screen much less type straight, never mind trying to knit with shivering fingers and sinuses full of mold-spores and treesex. Nor, for that matter, can I seem to keep it together well enough to read, either.

I think I shall turn the furnace up, some more, and go waste the rest of the afternoon trying to find something I can focus on on the telly, and then give it up for a bad job and go back to bed until about Memorial Day.

feeling: cold and grumpy

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bibliofile From: bibliofile Date: May 4th, 2014 07:42 pm (UTC) (permalink this entry)
Yeah, no kidding. Though it was in the balmy 60s yesterday, here.

On FB, in response to the usual first of May/outdoor sex reference, a Minnesotan responded, "The first of May, the first of May, whoever invented that ditty lives south of here." Yeah, several hundred miles south. It's usually warmer in southern Indiana....
robling_t From: robling_t Date: May 5th, 2014 08:51 pm (UTC) (permalink this entry)
Hell, today it's warmer in Fairbanks...
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