Rising temperatures, bad music
I love warm weather. I really do. I love lounging around in my apartment in a tank top and shorts, clothes I would never wear in public. I love the excuse to do nothing but eat popsicles and watch TV. I love that I get a little bitchy when it gets to be 80 degrees. I love that my cats can’t do anything but lay there, not bugging me, incapable of even meowing when they get hungry.
What I don’t love is that since yesterday, I can’t get “It’s getting hot in here, so take off all your clothes…” out of my head. Stupid Nelly.