Monday, 25 August 2008

Gripes

I promised myself that I would never whine in this blog. Nobody wants to hear it. But I’m feeling the late-Summer blues so I’m going to just unload. If you don’t like reading whiny, uninteresting posts, then come back tomorrow.
I’m done with the heat. Done. I’ve had enough. I’m also done with the sunshine. I’m also done with the poorly lit streets. And I’m done with swimming. I like swimming but not this much.
I wish people would shower before coming to the library.
I wish Pineapple Express had been a bit better. I was really looking forward to that.
I wish I didn’t have a sore throat.
I wish Deborah wouldn’t wake up and come into our room four times a night.
I wish Yuma was in Scotland and called Aberdeen.
I wish they’d release the complete Laurel and Hardy collection on DVD. In Great Britain they have it. Why don’t they just keep the same everything but make it a region 1. I know it will sell.
I wish Richard Russo would come out with books more often. He’s pretty good.
Other than that, everything is going pretty good.