call the pope, it's finally warm. i know that reading about the weather isn't really interesting, but the dreary cold weather has had a lot to do with my glum mood for the past two months. spring is my favorite season. listen, i love me the summer but when spring arrives i feel like i can breathe again. today i am wearing a t-shirt and a light sweater and i am too hot. it's about 72 degrees out with a light breeze. here are some songs which come to mind: "i can see clearly now" by johnny nash; "sunshine on my shoulder" by john denver; "here comes the sun" by the beatles. cheesy, i know, but i don't care because it's way nice out!!
i am currently wearing a sample of that new hermes perfume and i really love it. it simply smells like france. i reminds me of something, or someone, from my past-- i can't put my finger on it, but i have a little vial tester to try out before i decide to buy it. so maybe after a few days i'll figure out what it reminds me of.
tonight is english night at a local pub. i'm looking forward to walking there in this lovely weather more than actually sitting inside that smoky joint. ah, well. no complaints from me on such a lovely day.