Dec

18

It’s Fucking Warm

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We're ready to drown in this melted snow

We’re ready to drown in this melted snow

On Friday night, it snowed. We know it snowed – we nearly tripped and fell on our way home from EC. We’re pretty sure we didn’t imagine that, and we’re also pretty sure we didn’t imagine how little we wanted to get out of bed the next morning.

But despite the freezing temperatures of earlier this weekend, today, it’s a balmy fifty-five degrees. We saw guys jogging in shorts, and we wouldn’t be surprised to see Low Beach sunbathers, had it not been for the dreary precipitation. The snow is melting, just like our resolve to put any effort into our academic endeavors this semester.

Yeah, we know that the weather has been pretty unpredictable in recent semesters. Climate change is real, despite the arguments our relatives relish in staging over the holidays. But still – we rely on the end of fall semester to give us a reason to stay in Butler for forty-eight hours, and this mugginess, this melting of snow, this warmth … it’s unacceptable.

How the fuck are we supposed to concentrate on our final papers when the outside world can’t even decide which season it’s in?

They might as well turn the fountains on now via Bwog Staff

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