There was a thunderstorm last night, and that crashed the summer temperature right down--- and I loved it. See I like summer because it's not winter, but other than that I have nothing positive to say about it. I hate sweating, I hate feeling I'm overheating (because then I can't think properly), I hate all the bugs that come with summer, I hate how the temperature causes all my electronic appliances (and I have a lot) to burn, and I hate driving around in the car. Our house doesn't even have air conditioning.
Autumn would be nice--- I can start wearing long-sleeved shirts and jeans again. The only thing I like about summer is how I can wear shorts. That's about it. I don't know why, but shorts just seem to give me a sense of freedom. Oh gawd, I sound like that creepy youngster in Pokemon, don't I?
Anyway, it's no longer stinking hot, and I wish the temperature would stay at 20 degrees, permanently. It'd be kinda cool if it rained again- last night when the rain fell, the wind blew it all against my window, and my window got a good clean. Now if only the dried spider carcasses weren't trapped in my window, I'd be thrilled.
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