Avon Meowsdale is an awesome name.
Oh, der, I just got that.
I was all, I like that but every time I hear the name Avon I would think of...ooooooh.
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Avon Meowsdale is an awesome name.
Oh, der, I just got that.
I was all, I like that but every time I hear the name Avon I would think of...ooooooh.
(For those not yet getting it, Avon Barksdale is a major drug lord in The Wire.)
I need to decide what to do today. I suspect it should probably include getting out of the house and/or eating something healthier than triscuits, but so far I am at a loss.
Well, Whole Foods had a delicious camembert if you are looking for something to go on the triscuits.
ION, the heat, my god, the heat. Between today, and leaving the opera the other night and exclaiming "it's cold" as I walked outside, confirms the fact that I'm really a San Franciscan now--temperatures must remain between 60 and 75.
It's in the fifties here. Not fair!
Oh, am home from Mexico btw. Was very fun, and very exhausting. And they videotaped my presentation!!! I have not yet worked up the nerve watch the DVD.
Well, Whole Foods had a delicious camembert if you are looking for something to go on the triscuits.
ooh
ION, the heat, my god, the heat. Between today, and leaving the opera the other night and exclaiming "it's cold" as I walked outside, confirms the fact that I'm really a San Franciscan now--temperatures must remain between 60 and 75.
Ah. There's the problem. It's only high 80s on my little hill, if that, but I hear it's hotter elsewhere.
It's only mid-80s here, but I'm never happy once it hits 80.
Thanks for the compliments on the name! He had to live up to his predecessors.
It hit 95 degrees here today, according to my car. It's the end of September, FFS. If it gets over 75, I'm uncomfortable.
It's in the high 80s here too. I really hope the weather forecast is right and tomorrow is more seasonal.
ION, the heat, my god, the heat. Between today, and leaving the opera the other night and exclaiming "it's cold" as I walked outside, confirms the fact that I'm really a San Franciscan now--temperatures must remain between 60 and 75.
Haaaa. I am soaking up the heat like a heat-retaining camel, but I did refuse to go for a run today on the grounds of it being too hot and sunny outside.