Friday, June 19, 2009

Haiku for a dismal week

Perpetual twillight -
The damp gloom stifles the soul.
A week without sun.


I cannot express how much this f***ing weather depresses me. I'm sure the suicide rate must have soared this week.


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5 comments:

moonrat said...

dude. how can the weather be this bad on BOTH sides of the world?!

June 19, 2009 1:47 PM
Froog said...

I don't believe you have quite the same problem in NYC, m'dear. We are talking about 4-and-a-half days in which the light levels never got better than pre-dawn, and the air was so thick with dust and smoke that visibility was down to half a mile.

It cheered up again on Friday afternoon, and it looks as though we're going to have a superb weekend. Hope you are too.

June 20, 2009 1:27 AM
The British Cowboy said...

I did laundry for the first time in over a week last night. Turns out the drain outside blocked, and the torrential rain came into my laundry room.

Fortunately I am a messy bastard, and I left towels/sheets on the floor because I could not be bothered to wash them last time. So they prevented excessive damage.

Oh, and I'm back...

June 23, 2009 1:46 PM
Froog said...

Ah, happy 'accidents'!

I fear I am about to become reacquainted with your domestic squalor all too soon.

Nice to have you back after such a long absence, Cowboy.

But - why are you over here rather than over there?

June 23, 2009 2:41 PM
The British Cowboy said...

'Twas nothing that caught my eye to comment on over there.

Over There, Over There.
Send the word, send the word
Over There
That the Yanks are coming, The Yanks are coming...

June 23, 2009 2:47 PM

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