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Dear Mother Nature,
Perhaps the early daylight savings time threw you off so in case you hadn't noticed, it's supposed to be spring now. You know, the time when I get to wear my flip-flops, cowboy hat, capris, short sleeves, and cute sundresses. This bouncing back and forth between the 70s and the 30s shit? Not only is it wreaking havoc on my allergies but more importantly, my closet does not have enough room for both spring AND winter clothes. Bulky sweaters take up a lot of room, yo. You're a chick, I'm sure you understand that. I'm supposed to be driving around with my windows down, not my heat on. I've only been in Andy's convertible once and that is just not acceptable. I'd like to not have to wait for my next convertible ride to be when we're driving down the Pacific Coast Highway in a few months because with my luck, you'll rain on our parade. Literally. I rather enjoyed the few days I got to work from my back porch and not the sofa and I'd like them back. Now. Like yesterday. Consider it an early birthday gift to me. Six days is more than enough time to get your shit together.
I'm sure we're pissing you off with the whole global warming crap and I totally understand that you may be bi-polar but they have medication for that these days. And if it's PMS, have some chocolate or ice cream. Heck, live dangerously and have some chocolate ice cream! So now can we do something about this, please?
Oh, and one last thing. In case you've forgotten, it's supposed to snow on Christmas, not Easter. This weekend is opening weekend at the boardwalk and I'd like to ride the rollercoasters and not have my nipples frozen off by the time I'm done, mkay?
-K
Perhaps the early daylight savings time threw you off so in case you hadn't noticed, it's supposed to be spring now. You know, the time when I get to wear my flip-flops, cowboy hat, capris, short sleeves, and cute sundresses. This bouncing back and forth between the 70s and the 30s shit? Not only is it wreaking havoc on my allergies but more importantly, my closet does not have enough room for both spring AND winter clothes. Bulky sweaters take up a lot of room, yo. You're a chick, I'm sure you understand that. I'm supposed to be driving around with my windows down, not my heat on. I've only been in Andy's convertible once and that is just not acceptable. I'd like to not have to wait for my next convertible ride to be when we're driving down the Pacific Coast Highway in a few months because with my luck, you'll rain on our parade. Literally. I rather enjoyed the few days I got to work from my back porch and not the sofa and I'd like them back. Now. Like yesterday. Consider it an early birthday gift to me. Six days is more than enough time to get your shit together.
I'm sure we're pissing you off with the whole global warming crap and I totally understand that you may be bi-polar but they have medication for that these days. And if it's PMS, have some chocolate or ice cream. Heck, live dangerously and have some chocolate ice cream! So now can we do something about this, please?
Oh, and one last thing. In case you've forgotten, it's supposed to snow on Christmas, not Easter. This weekend is opening weekend at the boardwalk and I'd like to ride the rollercoasters and not have my nipples frozen off by the time I'm done, mkay?
-K