I’ve been in a very foul mood the past few days. John suggested that since we’ve had six weeks of rain at the tail end of winter and start of spring, maybe I have SAD (Seasonal Affective Disorder). I told him that maybe I do, although I’m not sad so much as I want to murder everyone. I have Seasonal Urge to Murder People. I doubt there’s a support group; all the members would just strangle each other.