cabin fever

I made it through this entire endless winter without going manic but this weekend finally pushed me over the edge. Rain, rain and more rain. And I like rain. I love rain...but I haven't seen the sun in almost 3 weeks and I've just about had enough. Tonight, assuming it continues to stay dry, I'm taking my volleyball and my Boy and heading over to the park. I'm going to smack said ball at said Boy until my outlook on life improves. Argh!


POPPIES! POPPIES! POPPIES! poppies!
Hey, what a strange dream, man!
The little flowers, they smell awfully good, and I was pretty tired.
The old wizard's just gonna have to wait, man, because I'm just gonna
Stretch out again in the little field of
POPPIES! POPPIES! POPPIES!


( fishy stuff, don't bother )