Thursday, April 2, 2015

Why does it always rain on me?

Dear future hubster,
I'm afraid this eternal summer is turning me into a demanding little thing in sime regards.
If it rains for three days (which it has, recently), I become a whiny zombie, wanting to curl up on the sofa with a blanket and hot chocolate, wondering if the world is coming to an end and why nobody likes me, blasting Travis and Tom Waits in alternance.

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