Spring Fever

Spring has FINALLY arrived~~~~ *breaks into imaginary five-octave-high soprano voice*
The sun is shining, birds are chirping, flowers are blooming, stores are selling COLOURed items instead of black's and grey's...

and I've stopped working. All together. Bad bad bad.

Cold grey weather > I sulk, get depressed, and I don't work. Nice warm weather > I feel deprived staying indoors writing papers, and I don't work. Christ, I need my mum to sit behind me with a cane, just like the old days.