Whoa, am I late to the party. And yep, I can make a party out of hating August.
The heat.
The humidity.
The heat.
Can't open the windows and get fresh air. There is none.
The heat.
My mind feeling like mush.
The heat.
The sycamores shedding their bark and leaves all over the sidewalks.
The heat.
Air conditioning getting on my nerves.
I think I'll stop now and toddle of for some icy cold Rumpleminz schnapps.
The heat.
The humidity.
The heat.
Can't open the windows and get fresh air. There is none.
The heat.
My mind feeling like mush.
The heat.
The sycamores shedding their bark and leaves all over the sidewalks.
The heat.
Air conditioning getting on my nerves.
I think I'll stop now and toddle of for some icy cold Rumpleminz schnapps.