I don't wish to be crude here, but seriously, Vancouver, I am sick and tried of all of this motherfuckin' rain in my motherfuckin' city.
I mean, it rains here. Make all the jokes you want (and suffer the same fate as David Duchovny, but I digress) but this is absurd and now I have to boil my water? Man. Man.
At least I have electricity. And yet, more rain the rest of the week. Oy.
*kvetches*
I mean, it rains here. Make all the jokes you want (and suffer the same fate as David Duchovny, but I digress) but this is absurd and now I have to boil my water? Man. Man.
At least I have electricity. And yet, more rain the rest of the week. Oy.
*kvetches*
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The skier in me looks around - mid November - seeing the lack of snow, and bemoans the fact there won't be decent spring skiing in March/April of the coming year. The mother in me is quite happy that snow hasn't yet brought forth boots and winter parkas and parking woes and insane rush hour traffic.