It's April, isn't it? My calendar, can someone check... it's working, right?

I don't ask a lot from Madison. I know more or less what I'm getting into. The winters pain me deeply, but I smile and put on four coats because I chose to move here, and I'm a big person (personally, not physically... though, with four coats on...).

But look, Madison. In return you could at least live up to your average temperatures. It's April now. And I have the internet, so you're not fooling me. The average high is supposed to be in the upper 50's. That's not exactly fucking balmy, but compared to the last four months it's certainly liveable. Jacket weather, that's all I'm asking. But the ten-day forecast doesn't go above 48. Lots of highs in the 30s, lots of lows in the 20s. And... snow.

COME THE FUCK ON.

I know I was warned about this, too. Everyone reading this who's been in Madison for a couple of years is saying: "Oh, isn't that precious. The new girl is still upset about the slow spring." Well, YES. YES I AM. I don't like winter very much. I steeled myself for it, and I handled it. It's spring. I'M DONE HANDLING IT NOW.