July 23, 2007

An Open Letter To Stratus Clouds

Fuck off.
I hate you!
Where do you get off thinking you can lurk above me for four days straight? I need to see the sun! I need to feel the warmth of its rays on my face. But you are preventing that from happening.
I am prepared to deal with this kind of cruelty in the winter. After all, I am in Seattle. But it's summer, damnit! So piss off!

4 comments:

Whiskeymarie said...

Let's trade- I'll take your clouds and you can take my unrelenting sun & heat.
Deal?

Anonymous said...

Whoa! Did you really need to drop the F bomb? They're just clouds. Would you rather live in a place that is flat, brown, and smells like cows?

Gail Peck said...

I feel your pain. I hope my little silly picture of the light pole gave you a brief shot of blue skies--I was thinking of you when I posted it.

Amaya said...

Camera Crazy - thanks for the silly picture. I often look at your site when it's gloomy here.
Whiskey Marie - I accept. How quickly can you pack?
Anon - I know you know me better than that. The "f bomb" is the best way to describe how I feel about them. Other words don't do my emotions justice.