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We at the Walter home have had enough of the gray skies. I personally have resorted to wearing the same sweatshirt for weeks, eating at Burger Supreme two nights in a row, and going to bed at 10:00.  Stephen has experienced a significant increase in Mountain Dew need, and we both have little desire to do anything but watch The West Wing. Even Ollie is grouchier than usual. Last weekend the sun made a surprise and short lived appearance. For about 30 hours Provo exploded with summertime activity. People running around in swimming suits, gardening and washing cars. Then it rained, and it was back to netflix and canned soup. It's ok, I guess. Who needs happiness?