Warm weather makes me cranky. The humidity. The heat. I strongly dislike it. Won't it just freakin rain -- ASAP.
Nine degrees, or the boyband 98 degress has never done a thing for me. Muggy = Ms. Mpls crabby. And I can be a pill when I have the irritables? I don't like it. I'm snappy, meaner than usual and way more sarcastic and rude.
I'm not making excuses. I just want a label for my mood. And MAYO doesn't quality heat and humidity as medical irritability -- but you know what, fuck 'em @ Mayo. That's my policy.
Speaking of policies. I am heavily considering public policy school. Still a thought. But would be a good one. So where do I go from here?
Into a deep freeze cooler would be fantastic. Now if I could only get myself into one and not die like Punky Brewster's friend --though technically it was a freezer that she/he suffocated in. Oh Punky --- where are you and your boob reducation now?