more rain.

I'm baffled. its mid November and it's still grey, pouring, cold, and now there's snow on the berg? jesus, what happened to summer? in this light, i laughed when reading my horoscope this morning. it amused me on this grey wet day.

They say, "It never rains, but it pours." That's not, strictly speaking, true. Sometimes, it just drizzles on and off for weeks. We tend to get used to that kind of thing, though. it is the droughts and floods that grab our attention. Powerful forces are being unleashed in your life now. They are rolling into your world wave after wave. you are pretty adaptable, but there is something here that even you don't know how to adapt to. what you need is a brainwave. a new idea. you are about to have one.

well we can only just bloody well hopes so. the thesis is complete, just editing which takes for fucking ever (the damp drizzle, that just pours on and on) and I'm hoping the thing I'm going to have to adapt to is life without it and having to work out what next from here. pretty, pretty please, say that's it. I'm not up for adapting and worrying now. just want the summer to start, and the heat to roll in. the vodka is chilling waiting for the appropriate summer down, sunshine session of drunken summer pool parties. I'm all ready for it, just waiting on the world now.