Man, I thought I was having a super productive day and then I look up and it is already time to go get mac. Poop. I wanted to get so much more done today. If I am lucky he will have done all but his reading homework and I will be able to get another hour or two of chores/work done.
Natter 66: Get Your Kicks.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Saturday was the first day here in forever that the high wasn't over 80°, and of course my dad started moaning about the heat not being on in the house. In September. (Mind you, it got chilly enough indoors early this morning that heat wouldn't have been out of line, but last night it was 75° and he was dressed in an undershirt, shirt, and sweater while complaining.)
Phone says 111° in LA now. Under 100 where I work. Whew. Still, I opted for a smoothie for lunch, just to celebrate the heat.
Yeah, my dashboard widget is telling me 111, too. Thank the goddess the AC here was fixed. I think I'm not going outside 'til after sundown. When I went outside last night to check out the hullabaloo around the So Pas brushfire, I was thinking it was hot enough I could be standing outside buck naked and not get goosebumps (unusual for me).
(Pshaw, I was in Phoenix when it hit 122.)
So, it's your fault then?
Sorry everybody!
I always appreciate a record weather day. So much more impressive than just really really hot (or cold, or snowy, or whatever).
Apparently today is the hottest day in LA ever
That is really not helping Pix's "move to LA" case.
It's 4:59pm. Coworker 3 just left the office; coworkers 1 and 2 went out for dinner at 4:45, after chatting so much between 3:30 and then I could barely get anything done. I've been here since 7:45, well before any of them, and am again the last to leave. Grr.