I don't know how people in rainforests/pacific northwestern locales live like this. For the past, oh I don't know, week or so? the greater DC area has been getting soaked by rain. It's raining right now, it rained last night, and it's supposed to rain this afternoon and into tonight. In fact, I personally have only seen the sun once in the past seven days. This has not helped my mood, despite being surrounded by really awesome friends for the majority of that time. Let's face it: I'm cranky.
I can't abide by this lack of sun. Maybe it's just my Vitamin D deficiency talking, but right now I am not excited about anything. Not Fall, not sweater weather, not EPL soccer. Of course, that last one has something to do with the way that butcher Nigel de Jong tackles.
(How did he get away without a card for this tackle? What does he have to do to get a reputation as a dirty player? HE BROKE SOMEONE'S LEG WITH A TACKLE, THE SECOND LEG HE'S BROKEN WITH A SLIDE TACKLE IN THE PAST 6 MONTHS. Not to mention his drop kick on Xabi Alonso during the World Cup Final)
I don't get this way during the winter--even during that week in January, when the Velogirl and I were living in Chicago, and the weather stayed below zero for seven straight days. There were, believe it or not, sunny days mixed in there.
Nope, I haven't experienced this level of malaise since the day after game 7 of the 2003 ALCS. And no, I'm not going to post a link of that--I'm still not ready to watch highlights of that game again. I hope Grady Little has trouble sleeping.
All of this has led me to ask y'all a question:
Would you Rather?:
Live in a mostly wet, although at times, breathtaking part of the world? (Think Ireland, many parts of Hawai'i, Vancouver).
OR
Live in a dry, less verdant area of the world? (Think Southern Spain/Portugal, Arizona).
Today, I know which way I would vote. Someone airlift me out of this land of cold rain and puddles!
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go chug a carton of milk and try to get these cranky pants surgically removed.
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