Talking about the weather: the lowest form of human communication
I know this. But still: WHAT THE FUCK IS WITH ALL THE RAIN IN SOUTH TEXAS.
Seriously, people, it has been raining down here for roughly eight hundred billion years. It has rained every single day since spring. Every square foot of the city is swarming with mosquitoes; mud gets tracked around everywhere you go; and the urban environment has a distinctly unpleasant odor of wet sweaty hair. All of the San Antontio Standard Metropolitan Statistical Area begins to resemble a rather messy dog run.
If I wanted to live in Seattle, I'd move to fuckin' Seattle, where at least there are good bands and fresh sushi.
In addition, it's hot. That's just not right. It shouldn't be 92 degrees out and mostly sunny and raining. What, do we live in the fucking rainforest? This isn't helping anyone. All my co-workers assure me this summer's nonstop fucking rain is an aberration, but when's it gonna stop aberrating? It rains more here than it snows in Chicago.
I really need this to stop. It's depressing, it robs me of my one form of exercise, and it's beginning to deplete what I though was an inexhaustible personal supply of the words "goddamn" and "fucking".
Seriously, people, it has been raining down here for roughly eight hundred billion years. It has rained every single day since spring. Every square foot of the city is swarming with mosquitoes; mud gets tracked around everywhere you go; and the urban environment has a distinctly unpleasant odor of wet sweaty hair. All of the San Antontio Standard Metropolitan Statistical Area begins to resemble a rather messy dog run.
If I wanted to live in Seattle, I'd move to fuckin' Seattle, where at least there are good bands and fresh sushi.
In addition, it's hot. That's just not right. It shouldn't be 92 degrees out and mostly sunny and raining. What, do we live in the fucking rainforest? This isn't helping anyone. All my co-workers assure me this summer's nonstop fucking rain is an aberration, but when's it gonna stop aberrating? It rains more here than it snows in Chicago.
I really need this to stop. It's depressing, it robs me of my one form of exercise, and it's beginning to deplete what I though was an inexhaustible personal supply of the words "goddamn" and "fucking".