Dear Mother Nature...

Feb 24, 2011 14:35

 Look I get it. You've got a job to do and I respect that and all. And I realize since I was born and raised in Indiana, then well, I should definitely be used to crazy weather. That old sayin' "If you don't like Indiana's weather, just wait a second...it'll change." It really is a true story. However, I just want you to pick a season and stop leading me on. I mean I had 60 degree weather last week, I threw on a cute sailor inspired jacket, tres chic, and was good to go...I didn't need to prepare for a blizzard. Good times were had by all. Not to mention ALL the snow melted from the recent blizzard when my town looked like that movie about the day after the world ends or something. Eh I don't remember. Jake Gyllenhaal was in it. And that was last week! 60 degrees last week! And now, a winter weather advisory warning. Seriously, I just want you to pick a season and stop being such a weather cock-tease.

Anyways. I'm sitting in this creepy fucking library b/c it's too cold to go outside and I hate libraries usually. They really are creepy and not just b/c they smell like cardboard, guys give you the weird dick eye, and the little old librarian lady who smells like vix vapor rub keeps shushing people when you aren't doing anything besides going through your book bag. I think it's all the books. Mocking me b/c I haven't read them. God, I'm weird.

Basically I want to go back to last week. Let's do that 60 degree stuff, I liked it. I was a fan. So mother nature, please stop being so menopausal, I hate having the windows down one second and then searching for my parka later on because you are so damn indecisive.

In a nutshell, stop being bitchy.

xoxo
Mellie

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