Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Care About the Weather

Raindrops disappoint me, but I still care about them, each and every tear from the stupid sky. I also love immature lightning, though it electrocutes friends of mine and never sends condolences to their widows. Even violent hail is not hell to me, I hail it when it cracks my head, requiring intense emergency surgery, but that's o.k., my feelings aren't hurt. The only thing I can't forgive is snow. It's so icy to me in the mornings when I slide over its frosted flakes, and it has nothing to say to me but eat my cereal, with the cold, cold milk.

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