You're going to think I'm crazy but... I love that forecast. I could do with a little less rain (32 consecutive days?! holy crap that's a lot!), but the temperatures are fabulous.
This is why I'm convinced I need to move back to England someday. The weather was great. Gloomy and cloudy and crisp and cool... but great.
i'm getting myself to arizona and california/mexico/greece.
prontissimo! before i stagger into a rain puddle and discover i don't have the energy to pull myself up.
lmao- as i type this it just started POURING. it's late and dark, and i can hear the rain just tumbling down just outside my window. cozy. but fine- rain at night- just not all through the day as well. my happiness is seriously starting to be compromised. :(
I read an entry of mine, back from Jan/Feb of this year, where I was trying to entice you to meet me at the Mexican Border. While I'm not so sure about the heat anymore, still want to make a run for it with me? :D I've learned to make a mean Pina Colada.
We just won't drink the water down there. So bottle up some of that rain you've got dear, and bring it with you. ;)
*Hugs* This is going to sound outlandishly four year-oldish, but whenever it rains horribly here, I feel like reading Winnie-the-Pooh, lol. I guess because it was the book my mother read to me whenever it rained, so I just associate it with the weather! :) I've just found the book, and the poor thing is falling apart. Falling apart with love, that is. The first page has come out of it's binding, from the book being opened so much. It's dog-eared, the pages look to be about as old as I am, and the cover is wrinkled in areas. It's perfect. :)
Though reading can be repetitive after so many days of rain, I find it keeps me refreshed, and keeps my brain from addlement. :)
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but holy crap! 39 with humidity? wow. i know that's disgusting-can-hardly-breathe weather, but i would GLADLY trade you.
*whimpers*
can't wait to see you! :D
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This is why I'm convinced I need to move back to England someday. The weather was great. Gloomy and cloudy and crisp and cool... but great.
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:(
you can HAVE vancouver/england.
i'm getting myself to arizona and california/mexico/greece.
prontissimo!
before i stagger into a rain puddle and discover i don't have the energy to pull myself up.
lmao- as i type this it just started POURING. it's late and dark, and i can hear the rain just tumbling down just outside my window. cozy. but fine- rain at night- just not all through the day as well. my happiness is seriously starting to be compromised. :(
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We just won't drink the water down there. So bottle up some of that rain you've got dear, and bring it with you. ;)
*Hugs* This is going to sound outlandishly four year-oldish, but whenever it rains horribly here, I feel like reading Winnie-the-Pooh, lol. I guess because it was the book my mother read to me whenever it rained, so I just associate it with the weather! :) I've just found the book, and the poor thing is falling apart. Falling apart with love, that is. The first page has come out of it's binding, from the book being opened so much. It's dog-eared, the pages look to be about as old as I am, and the cover is wrinkled in areas. It's perfect. :)
Though reading can be repetitive after so many days of rain, I find it keeps me refreshed, and keeps my brain from addlement. :)
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