In New England, this is T-shirt weather.

[kjpepper]

It's positively _balmy_ out today. Like, 53 degrees or something. Here I am, walking to work in my wool coat, bundled up because my lungs are still all bruisy and ejecting the corpses of valient white blood cells that died in battle, and I'm totally overheated. All righty then. Maybe there is an end in sight. Which would be nice, because I've never been so anxious for Persephone to end her six month booty call. Fucking winter.

In other news, I really should have stayed home another day. Two hours in, and I'm feeling overwhelmed and panicky... and I have a headache the size of texas. I'll try to stick it out until 1, but after that? going home and going back to bed.

Comments

[purpura.livejournal.com]

Iv'e got to say that phlegm humour is not my bag, baby... but ejecting the corpses of valient white blood cells that died in battle has had me giggling for a good couple of hours!

[lomundra.livejournal.com]

Persephone is such a ho.

[peacockdress.livejournal.com]

I've never been so anxious for Persephone to end her six month booty call. Fucking winter.

Best line on my f-list today. Definitely. XD