Port In A Storm

Take heed: this is EXACTLY what happens when you spend weeks harping on about the incredible hot weather in your blips, and predicting record droughts and water shortages. It has pissed it down all day long. And tomorrow they've forecast snow.

Fuck you, barometer, and your meteorological doom-mongering. I'm spending the day outside in shorts and sandals tomorrow if it is, quite literally, the last thing I do.