this has been the longest transition between the end of school and summer.

i feel everything hanging in the air, suspended, waiting for the gun to go off. but it just wont happen.

maybe if i go home and start planning my day around 'trading spaces' and '7th heaven' summer will begin.

or maybe if i start working 72-hour work weeks the heat will find its way to boston.

but i dont see myself doing either of those, so maybe i'm doomed to suffer the most moderate summer new england has ever seen.