the non-obligatory non-fannish post
Oct. 18th, 2002 05:54 pmBecause I feel more than vaguely embarrassed about how shallow my posts have been this week.
On Autumn: I don't like autumn. I don't hate it the way I hate, say, winter, but it's definitely my second-most-hated season. I love summer. I know I'm in a very small minority, but I like hot weather. I like spring too, because it's pretty and full of hope and promise for summer.
Things to hate about autumn:
1. Allergies. Every year, reliably on Sept. 1st (give or take a few days), it's like a switch is flipped in my sinuses, heralding a five- or six-month period of sneezing, sniffling, and itchy eyes. I wake up mornings and the itch starts at the back of my nose and just won't go away. Sure, antihistamines help a bit, but I don't like to put too many chemicals in my body, so I don't take allergy drugs except for once in a while when it gets REALLY bad.
2. Cold weather. Okay, winter's worse, but in autumn you also get these torturous nice-warm-sunny days here and there, teasing and mocking you. Mostly it's all cold and you have to haul out your warm clothes that you look frumpy and dumpy in, and sniffle (and sneeze) sadly as you put away the summer clothes that you actually think you look good in.
3. End of the baseball season. Wah!
4. Seasonal affective disorder. I haven't actually been diagnosed, but the darker skies and the cold do affect my mood.
5. Speaking of which: the sky being completely dark when I leave work.
6. Rain. I don't mind rain if it's warm, but cold and rainy and dark are just awful. I also have a hard time seeing (and thus driving) when it's dark and rainy. I don't know what you call it, but I have some eye problem that makes driving in the dark rain really unpleasant.
7. Having to keep all the windows closed (because it's cold) thus turning Bini into a stir-crazy whirling dervish. He can sit by a closed window and scratch (yes, on the glass) for hours, whining. Ugh.
8. Having to pay heating bills. If we go to war, my oil bills are going to be even more unpleasant than last year.
Just so you don't think I'm incapable of seeing the good, here are Things To Like About Fall:
1. Pretty, crisp days when the air is so clear it's like the whole world has just been washed.
2. Changing foliage, making each morning's commute a little more interesting because it's slightly different each day.
3. Fall food -- apples, squashes, artichokes, corn. Warm comfort-foods like soup and Cream of Wheat. Thanksgiving and all the many yummy foods that go with it (yes, even a vegetarian can enjoy Thanksgiving).
4. Start of the new TV season.
5. Halloween. I like giving out candy to the kids, and of course there's all the cheap chocolate on sale immediately after.
But still, the bads far outweigh the goods. And thus my dislike of autumn. Sigh.
On Autumn: I don't like autumn. I don't hate it the way I hate, say, winter, but it's definitely my second-most-hated season. I love summer. I know I'm in a very small minority, but I like hot weather. I like spring too, because it's pretty and full of hope and promise for summer.
Things to hate about autumn:
1. Allergies. Every year, reliably on Sept. 1st (give or take a few days), it's like a switch is flipped in my sinuses, heralding a five- or six-month period of sneezing, sniffling, and itchy eyes. I wake up mornings and the itch starts at the back of my nose and just won't go away. Sure, antihistamines help a bit, but I don't like to put too many chemicals in my body, so I don't take allergy drugs except for once in a while when it gets REALLY bad.
2. Cold weather. Okay, winter's worse, but in autumn you also get these torturous nice-warm-sunny days here and there, teasing and mocking you. Mostly it's all cold and you have to haul out your warm clothes that you look frumpy and dumpy in, and sniffle (and sneeze) sadly as you put away the summer clothes that you actually think you look good in.
3. End of the baseball season. Wah!
4. Seasonal affective disorder. I haven't actually been diagnosed, but the darker skies and the cold do affect my mood.
5. Speaking of which: the sky being completely dark when I leave work.
6. Rain. I don't mind rain if it's warm, but cold and rainy and dark are just awful. I also have a hard time seeing (and thus driving) when it's dark and rainy. I don't know what you call it, but I have some eye problem that makes driving in the dark rain really unpleasant.
7. Having to keep all the windows closed (because it's cold) thus turning Bini into a stir-crazy whirling dervish. He can sit by a closed window and scratch (yes, on the glass) for hours, whining. Ugh.
8. Having to pay heating bills. If we go to war, my oil bills are going to be even more unpleasant than last year.
Just so you don't think I'm incapable of seeing the good, here are Things To Like About Fall:
1. Pretty, crisp days when the air is so clear it's like the whole world has just been washed.
2. Changing foliage, making each morning's commute a little more interesting because it's slightly different each day.
3. Fall food -- apples, squashes, artichokes, corn. Warm comfort-foods like soup and Cream of Wheat. Thanksgiving and all the many yummy foods that go with it (yes, even a vegetarian can enjoy Thanksgiving).
4. Start of the new TV season.
5. Halloween. I like giving out candy to the kids, and of course there's all the cheap chocolate on sale immediately after.
But still, the bads far outweigh the goods. And thus my dislike of autumn. Sigh.
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Date: 2002-10-18 03:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-10-19 11:48 pm (UTC)And you're not a freak; in my nonscientific observation, the vast majority of people say they'd rather be cold than hot. So I'm the one who's a freak because I say the opposite. :)
Speaking of SAD...
Date: 2002-10-18 03:38 pm (UTC)There's also a list of delightful fruits and vegetables to eat to help combat SAD, but regretfully, bananas and walnuts, which head the list, are impossible for me to eat and maintain the lining of my mouth.
My favorite part of fall back home was wasp-stomping. Around about the time of year when the birch trees were turning, the wasps would be sluggish, lying in the road as I walked home, trying to absorb heat. Narcissa and I used to compete to see who could stomp on the most wasps.