od d rea ding ab out the su mme r in mar c h

Playing about with the title here, but I just read the first post I wrote on something else and it's odd sitting on the exact same couch reading about how the weather will be four to five months from now. Warm, the windows open and a cool breeze tickling my arm; sunny, sticky, late nights not so damned cold, the wind a blessing, no ice, and I don't have to wear a coat every where or come in and try to remember my toes; when it rains I can run around and get soaked and smile and dry off later, and the storms will be things to breathe in. I like the cold, but I like the hot better, I think. I like the comfortable the best, and the cold is no where near the comfortable.

"Your hard work certainly get result." Maow's reading part of a letter that her Chinese-oriented professor wrote to her. My physics TA freshman year was Asian...why does our school have ESL teachers trying to explain complicated mathematics? I've wondered this for, well, four years, at least. On that note, our kitchen is almost entirely Hispanic, and the dishwasher doesn't speak a word of English. So I'm trying to learn, yo estudio, and we'll see what happens with that.