November is THC's least favorite month. All of a sudden it's getting dark really early. By the end of the month the trees are barren and it's becoming colder and bleaker with a long, unending winter looming ahead. or, as Bill Murray put it in Groundhog Day, "It's gonna be cold, it's gonna be grey and it's gonna last you for the rest of your life". Now that THC has depressed himself (and possibly his readers) perhaps it's time for a song and there was no one better at depressing music than Nirvana.