Nothing weekend

[flemmings]

I'm sorry, this August is a bust. All it does is carry over from July: rain, forecast to rain, looking like rain, etc. I want sunny dry breezy weather and I've never had more than a day at a time this year. The cicadas don't sing, the nights are not cool, and instead of renewed energy I have obscure twinge and ache in body parts that I actually use. Oh, and I sneeze and cough.

So no, accomplished very little either day. Did finish The Lais of Marie de France as well as I Shall Wear Midnight, and am currently rereading LoEG and Tanith Lee's Cyrion. And all of these are obscurely oppressive and fantoddy when I want something cheerful. Also for my nose to stop dripping.

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[incandescens]

It is being a very unexciting August here too. I am not saying that I want to be baked off the face of the earth, but _some_ August weather would be nice.

[flemmings.livejournal.com]

Better luck next year, I suppose: hoping that there is a next year.