Fishing weather report:
The air is f*cked. It may be a snowed in polar bear. Or a snowed in mounties one can't even fetch howlers at, for all the darkness stole the sun.
And then jetted off.
I'm ahead Fri (sneaky)
Already dropped my pants. Couldn't find them half of the day. Clearly calls for more pie than I had as contemplating where have all the my pants gone.
Here has also winds of past, probably mountains. I liked the mountains but hate mountain natives with passion.
If it weren't so cold outside it would be perfect biking weather and swimming weather. (Joys)
As it is now, it's just a running weather later the day, or something.
Coffee in Definitely Not Enough.
Like so few of it and I'm gonna switch to coke or something to compensate.
Because just f*ck coping with last month shit.
And pretty awesome food. <happy>