So what's it gonna be, rainy weather or sunny side up?
The weather recently has been, to put it in polite terms, one hell of a sonofabugger. It's bright and sunny in the mornings, hot and humid in the afternoons with a chance of overcast skies which, by the way, does nothing to subside the heat, and downright dreadful at night. But mostly I'm talking about yesterday night.
One week of holidays left, and I feel absolutely pissed off by how mundane this holidays are becoming. I borrowed books which I never read. My friends and I make plans to break plans. My money tree is shrivelling up and dying (p.s.: airheads, I mean it metaphorically. If you even know what that means.). And most importantly, I need a haircut. Like, pronto.
On a lighter note, I went cycling on Monday because the weather looked downright pleasant and spotted a couple of mudskippers sunning their naked slimy asses on some rocks and pelted sand at them. Sadistic, I know. So what're you gonna do about it, call the SPCA?
