the weather is warming up, and my consideration for clothing is what not to wear. i love summer. i revel in the uncomfortableness of humidity. i bathe in the thick air and the subsequent beer drinking. i like the earlier sun rises and the later sun sets. i like the girls in tight wet bikinis, hiding their tight wet cunts, but not really. i like their dark, oversized glasses, hiding their sweet innocent eyes, but not really. i don’t need an excuse to be disgraceful, but i’d prefer one.