the one good thing i can think of about summer right now is that it means my fingernails are less brittle, so they can grow to humongous lengths before breaking and needing to be cut. [i have a very casual relationship with my fingernails, you see. i just let them grow until one of them breaks, and then i trim that one, but leave the rest to get on with it. it seems to be a happy circumstance all around.] i just noticed, however, that it makes typing on the laptop feel a little peculiar. not bad, exactly, just peculiar. and specifically the laptop, too. my favorite thing about the laptop is that when the num lock and caps lock keys get pushed [accidentally or otherwise], they light up greenly. this is very helpful because i have this horrible tendency to accidentally push the caps lock key and not notice until a few words later. it's very irritating. but the green glow means i notice almost right away, and i don't have to flounder about trying to figure out exactly what state i'm in as i'm fixing it.
yesterday was less warm, meaning that the evening didn't actually suck.
i hate summer. i hate the sun, i hate the heat, i don't like sports and much
outdoor activity -- i even prefer indoor pools to outdoor pools. don't get
me wrong, i do like some outdoor activity, but i really prefer doing in when
it is at least 10 or preferably 20 or 30 degrees cooler than it is now. and
not this bloody humid. so the connection between summer and outdoor activity
just doesn't do it for me. ugh. i hate summer. i hated summer in Minnesota
[after about the age of... i'm not sure. i know that when i was small, i
didn't hate summer... i liked swimming in the lake and i liked being able to
stay out until 8 pm 'cause it was still light out, and i liked not having to
go to school, and i liked camp, and bike riding... i didn't like the
mosquitos even then, but that seems self-explanatory], and i hate summer here.
i feel so... not myself in the heat. blob-like. absolutely no energy to
to anything. it's hideous. it's as if i'm even lazier than usual, but in a
full-body chemically-induced sort of i-can't-help-it, i-feel-like-crap sort
of way. i hate it.
most other people hate the cold part of Boston. in my opinion, it doesn't even get truly cold here -- and i wish it would. but i do like the cool crisp springs and falls especially. the winters are a bit lame, slushy instead of properly snowy. but i hate hate hate the heat. this is why i could never live in California. especially SoCal. i would just never be able to leave my house in the afternoon. year-round. i do remember hating the heat in LA when i spent a month or two there in the summer after my 10th or 11th birthday, trudging to the library, to the pool, to Thrifty's for a 25 cent enormous rainbow sherbert ice cream cone and to deposit cans for coins. a hazy, hideous heat where you can practically see the water vapor evaporating off the surface of swimming pools. bleh. and i didn't even realize then how precious that water was, and what an insult to the environment those swimming pools were. i do miss those ice cream cones. but i'm pretty sure they don't exist at all, anywhere, anymore.
yesterday i tried to create a horoscope chart. one of the complicated, mathematically-precise round ones. thing is, i don't actually believe in astrology, but i do rather enjoy it. sort of like how i feel about personality tests. it's interest insight into human nature -- and i think it can tell you alot about yourself, how you react to being told what you "should" be like. incidentally, i'm an INTP and a Concrete Random. anyway, i got stuck after the calculations, because they totally insufficiently explained what some of the terms meant and how to figure them out -- basically, i have no idea how the calculations i made correspond to the making of the chart itself. i'm sort of trying to go by their example chart, but that's just making me more confused. i'll probably attack it again today and see if i can figure something out. silliness, but fun.