September 1, 1999

The first of September--the beginning of a new month, and the cusp of a new season. In just 6 days, I'll abandon my relentless daily grind in Cruel Summer and return to simply spouting off in all the other forums developed here for me at PCC Magazine.

I hate the end of summer. I live for the warmth, the brightness, the energy which the season provides, and for me, the winter is usually torture. Saying goodbye to August means saying goodbye to summer--no more summer movies, no more great summer singles blasting out from the car radio, no comics conventions, no lazy sunny afternoons in an air-conditioned living room reading comics or watching some mindless beach frolic on MTV. The fun ends here...at least until next May or so. I only hope I can hold out that long.