I Hate Spring

Ah, Law & Order: SVU. An addiction unlike any other. It's a new one tonight, so I get a double dose. And the captions were done by Peter, at Caption Max. Funny, I am satisfying two addictions at once, blogging and SVU. Isn't that fun?

All right, on to the post. I realize I am expressing the opposite sentiment of my more northerly friends, but here's why. Here, winters are really mild. Spring is not. Today it was over 70 degrees- and that's just the beginning. Basically there are two seasons- summer and fall. I say fall because it doesn't get that cold, and summer because this is just the beginning of the heat. From March to October it's hot. And with gas hitting 2 bucks a gallon, half of that spent on air conditioning. Why don't I just open the windows? That brings me to my next point.

Spring sucks for anybody who has bad allergies, like I do. My eyes run, my nose runs, my whole head runs. Everything is pollinating, the rain is promoting mold. It's miserable. I've had to add two new medicines just to deal with it. At this rate, I will be a walking antihistamine. Actually a walking steroid-decongestant-cromolyn-bronchodilator-antihistamine combo.

Let's see, how else can I bash poor, helpless Spring? Spring means exams. It means I have to start shaving my legs again. It means I'm going to be dying when I go to work cause I have to wear black. It means there are no hopes for a snow day. And do any of y'all hunt? Cause I've got a bird that needs to be taken down in the worst way....