Damp Hopes

You ever notice how long spells of dreary weather has the ability to slowly suck the life out of you? It's like when your jacket starts to become really wet and begins to get heavier and drags you down - that's what the weather is doing to my mind and my spirit - slowly soaking it down.

But on a slightly less melodramatic note - I have done all my packing for this weekend. I'm heading up north with some friends to a cottage for the long weekend. I have all the necessities: A thong bikini, a Commadores Cd, toilet paper & appleton's jamaican rum. If only life was as simple as bonfires, weenies (the hot dogs here, not men), and funk.