OK, what the fuck's with this weather?

Today tied a record in Central Park...Lowest August High EVER. It only reached 59 degrees today. Um, that's normal for EARLY FUCKING NOVEMBER!! I dig freakish weather, rainy days, cool autumnal days...but not for super long stretches in August. Even I was starting to get edgy today over the weather. The fact that I was inexplicably exhausted the whole day and starting to feel like my head was gonna explode from all my CONTINUED organizing also played a part in today's edginess. I mean, I was TIRED...like eyes heavy tired. For MUCH of the day. Only, naturally, past 11pm did I somewhat perk up. Indeed, tonight I went on another day's bit-by-bit tear of obsessive organizing. Tonight was actually exciting once I got into it...yet MORE areas I haven't covered in YEARS got the once-over. I really can't overemphasize how ALL-encompassing this is. It's like one giant thread. Yet I continue to realize that most can't grasp what the FUCK i'm still doing. Oh, well. Let's just say i'm REALLY enjoying revamping my desk for the first time since, oh, the 80s? I should table talking about this since no one can wrap their heads around it. Clutter equals chaos, while Martha Stewart-esque OCD organization equals CONTROL!! Control that's contagious. Control that's, actually, CREATIVE. Control that I used to have more of, but lost, and am focused like a bullet in flight on getting back. Indeed, my focus -- when I have the ability to harness it -- is SCARY good. Um, yeah, but I'm still starting to get REAAAAAAAALY stir crazy. I need a heavy night of drinking...WITH people. Not alone. WITH people...people I know. Yeah.