I know that makes everyone mad, but its true. I had forgotten this until reminded by
P, yesterday. For the last few weeks everyone(which is to say, BBA and my Dad) have been asking me what is wrong? I honestly have had no idea, I just felt inexplicably blue. Not, by nature, a particularly introspective lad, I have vacillated between being mystified and apathetic as to the cause of my mood. So when P said "Dude, you hate summer." I went "Oh, yeah. I hate summer."
Some how just knowing why I feel bad, makes me feel better.
Quick list of things I also hate at this moment.
- The Spurs
- The Refs
- The people tearing down Otterbutt's house.
- The citrus agri-corps who are killing all the bees(I read about this on David Byrne's blog but I am to lazy to look it up right now.)
And the Jazz totally choked last night, but it has been a great season, and next year will be better. Go Jazz!!!
That's all.
Update:
Here is a link to Byrne's post. And
here is another article about said bee problem.
