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It's aweful and sunny

Well I'm sitting here wondering how everyone else is being treated by the weather.

Its cloudy and raining here a little bit cold as well.

Mid 80s to the low 90s.

Kinda humid too.

Not bad, but not great either.

Well I'm sitting here wondering how everyone else is being treated by the weather.

Its cloudy and raining here a little bit cold as well.

Sunny down here.

Is glum and horrid.

Cool, windy, light fluffy clouds and bright blue skies.
Quite nice, considering the fact that yesterday morning it looked like Hell (ie, dark and brooding skies leaking cold, nasty water over a gray/black ground).

According to weather.com it's sunny and 92 degrees Fahrenheit (33 degrees Celsius) and feels like it's 99 degrees F (37 degrees C). So nice weather. :)

Been mixed. It was rather stormy last week but now it's been pleasently cool (After being so hot)

Funny you should ask... I wrote this, a couple of years ago... and JUST (as in about 5 minutes ago) reposted it to describe the weather today.

FALL HAPPENS by Upper Botswavia

There is a night when fall happens. Neither a function of calendars, nor exactly weather, seasons, like Mary Poppins, arrive when the wind changes. Spring comes in the morning, with the soft scent of damp earth and the glimpse of a green bud. Summer arrives one day at noon, with a dry sky and a single bead of sweat. Winter sneaks up and slides in with the cottony sound that muffles the world right before it snows, but fall happens at night.

One night, after a warm day when it seems that summer is never going to end, autumn dances in. Fall is not a thief, like winter, nor blatant as the summer, instead it is a gypsy, strong and sure. “Come” it says, “see my pretties! I have colors galore, and tastes! I have glowing lights and magical bells! Come and share!”

On the night that fall comes, the breeze shifts, becomes, even if for but a moment, a wind. In the blink of an eye, the air turns crisp and sharp. The lingering dusty warmth of summer is swept away, and leaves, even though still green, suddenly rustle as though they were made of paper, no longer liquid and growing, but all, as if on cue, beginning the countdown to falling in multi-hued mountains for use as the landing zones of childhood, and the funeral pyres of summer vacation.

Apples are just the fruit needed by fall. Strawberries are too soft and sweet, designed for the wedding of spring to summer. Peaches, watermelon, nectarines are all for quenching the thirsty days of July and August, but apples are for fall. Tart skin snaps when you bite into it, like the little slap of cool air on your face on a clear autumn day. Apples are solid, and can stand up to a frosty morning. Apples have character.

The window stood open after a warm, lazy day and it was too much of an effort to close it, so after the sun went down, fall waltzed in. A sudden, almost imagined chill brushed through, and the tree outside creaked a little as though feeling its age. In a subtle instant, it was time to take the blanket down off the shelf where it had lived since the day the forsythia popped open like corn. Lemonade was no longer the thing. Ice cube trays that had been freshly filled might remain so now for months. One lone fly that had gotten in the day before and entertained the cats enormously now, suddenly, disappeared.

Outside, leaves clattered, calling attention to themselves as if knowing that the curtain was about to go up on their final, but most spectacular performance. Insect choruses packed their bags and gave in to the inevitable. Lightening bugs conceded defeat for the year. Air that had been leaden and flat became crystalline and bounced off the tip of the nose. Last night, fall happened.

We have frost warnings and cold temps.

I loves it.

We have frost warnings and cold temps.

I loves it.

Not me. I like to sweat. I miss the heat. :(

Well I'm sitting here wondering how everyone else is being treated by the weather.

Its cloudy and raining here a little bit cold as well.

It's not been too good recently, a few petty arguments and suddenly it's all hostile and giving the cold-shoulder whenever I try to talk to it. I feel we're heading towards a divorce.

its the perfect mid september day

12:30 pm its 85degrees. sunny and warm. light breeze.

its the perfect mid september day

12:30 pm its 85degrees. sunny and warm. light breeze.

I envy you.

Is glum and horrid.

Always is up north....:p

Its just grey here today. Much like it will be until early June in the UK.

It's dark here. Judging by the orange tint from the light pollution that usually happens on cloudy nights, I would guess it's cloudy. It's pretty wierd. Also cold. Rather cold.

overcast and rainy, like yesterday. sigh

Not me. I like to sweat. I miss the heat. :(

you do know you're just about the only person on the planet that actually likes to sweat, yeah?

It's raining now. :(

Its just grey here today. Much like it will be until early June in the UK.
How totally depressing. Why even LIVE there?
you do know you're just about the only person on the planet that actually likes to sweat, yeah?
Depends on the situation. Sweating during sex isn't always a bad thing.;)


Oh...here it's hot and sunny...and it stays that way the whole year...give or take a few weeks sometime during our "winter" when it gets just a bit cold enough to wear a sweater/jacket.

It's not bad....but I long for the days when I won't sweat AS MUCH when I walk across campus to class.

you do know you're just about the only person on the planet that actually likes to sweat, yeah?

Probably. :)