You know it’s finally actually summer when you walk out of a restaurant at 9:15pm, and it’s still 85 degrees, your glasses fog up, and you get 4 mosquito bites walking to your car.

You know its going to be a long morning when you sit down to check your email and drop 18oz of cranberry juice all over your mouse, mousepad, desk, lap, chair, and carpet.

You know it’s time to go to bed when you manage to botch your own puns.

For the record:

A baby seal walked into a bar.  Ouch

is not funny.

A baby seal walked into a club.  Ouch

is funny.