Why do the Gods mock me?

This question is brought to you by the weather.

Why do the Gods mock me?

I mean, it was 60 F a few days ago, the snow was almost melted, the sun was brightly shining, the birds were happily singing, I could sit outside and drink. All was awesome and bright and beautiful in the world.

And now this horrific , impending disaster. 4-8 inches of white, slushy, fucking gloom and despair. Like, wtf. I am so spending all weekend in bed, feeling sorry for myself, pillow over my head, drunk, drooling and asking, Why do the Gods mock me?

Actual simulation of Random being mocked by the Gods
Actual simulation of Random being mocked by the Gods
Why do the Gods mock me?
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