For some reason, I don't mind winter all that much, though. It getting dark in the afternoon is perhaps a bit irksome, but it's better than sweltering in 40 degree heat; and there's something bracing about the cold, crisp air. Oddly enough, I find the onset of summer to be a bit depressing, in a "bloody hell, there goes another year" kind of way. Which probably comes partly from having a birthday within a week of new year's day.
I like the summer. The summer is when you fish, and sell the fish to fish markets for blow money. Ever caught a MANTA RAY?
For a second I thought you were batshit insane until I remembered you were in Australia.
When I become an evil genius and rule the world, my first project is a weather-altering satellite that synchronizes weather between hemispheres.