Like 105 is too hot for a place without air conditioning.
Yikes! That's insane.
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Like 105 is too hot for a place without air conditioning.
Yikes! That's insane.
So, I broke down and also got CHGBF the new Ghostbuster's Wii game for the bday as well as the flask. Technically, it was "from" the Boy, but...
And it's totally cool! So much fun.
Also, i made butter chicken and basmati rice at home two nights ago. It was awesome! And super easy (there was a paste!)
I'm so rocking. Also, so wiped -- thunderstorm last night and slept like ass.
cass - i'd offer to let you crash at my place, but the wee window unit barely makes a dent in the idiotic heat. i'm about ready to buy an ac unit for the ppl below me....my floor is so hot i'm wearing flip flops and nothing else.
if ya wanna come experience the joy that is a 911 call center for an hour or so in the hot part of the day, gimme a ring. We're allowed sitalongs for 30 minutes a day. Only a cursory background check required ;)
All this heatwave talk FORCED me to have an XL bowl of ice cream.
If I didn't have critters, I'd flee here but I have to be able to keep this place as unhot as possible (which is really too too hot these days) for them. I am uncomfortable and kinda want to barf but I am more actually concerned about the cats.
Blech.
Why, PNW, why?
my floor is so hot i'm wearing flip flops and nothing else.
Ticket? What ticket?
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thunderstorm last night and slept like ass.
Sorry the storm ruined your night, Erin. I expect it's no consolation, but it made for a gorgeous lightshow when viewed from up north, and a nice full rainbow on my morning commute. First time I have ever seen a morning rainbow.
Ticket? What ticket?
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My thoughts exactly!
All this heatwave talk FORCED me to have an XL bowl of ice cream.
Oh, you poor thing! How will you ever bear it?
Meanwhile, right now San Francisco (our neighborhood, anyway) is solidly the land of curling up on the sofa under a fuzzy blanket with a hot toddy. Which, generally pleasant, but in July? Sigh. Why can't we work out some kind of temperature exchange with Portland and Seattle? There's got to be some happy medium that would make us all content.
Oh, you poor thing! How will you ever bear it?
Knowing my body, by creating fat.