Giles ,'Selfless'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Balls, I turned my phone off earlier and forgot to turn the ringer back on, so I missed a call from my awol brother. Turns out the house in Boulder doesn't get good cell coverage so he hasn't gotten most of our texts & voicemails. And then of course he forgot to give me the landline number, so I had to email him for that...
argh. Anyway, here's to tomorrow being a better day than today...
It's 80 at 6:25am here. This does not bode well, but at least I'll be in the too-cold AC of work for most of the day....
I wish I had taken off today as a beach day! But now it's too late to.
Glad he's all right, Consuela.
I'm forever turning off my phone and then forgetting about it. Kim gets irritated because her primary means of communicating with me is by text.
Connie, I'm a summer baby, but I agree with you - spring and fall are best. I don't understand people who walk out into 90 degree heat and bask happily like little lizards.
I don't understand people who walk out into 90 degree heat and bask happily like little lizards.
foreign concept. I wilt. Especially with the added bonus of humidity.
I'm forever turning off my phone and then forgetting about it.
Totally me. Or it rings and I don't answer it. I'm rather phone phobic. I like it as an outbound device of getting stuff I need or want. But as a receiving device? Sort of indifferent.
I don't understand people who walk out into 90 degree heat and bask happily like little lizards.
This is me until I get too hot. Then I'm whiny. Keep in mind, I wear wool sweaters in LA all year long, but especially in the mornings.
Argh. I've been awake since 3 am. I feel like shit. Today is going to fucking suck.
I keep trying to rest but rest isn't sleep. Ugh.
UGH. I feel you.
I don't understand people who walk out into 90 degree heat and bask happily like little lizards.
I am that lizard. I remember walking off the plane to the scorching tarmac in 115F heat in Doha and watching people physically recoil. Me, I loved the sensation of my skin prickling after the icebox of a plane. I can cope with heat for longer than I can the cold.
That said, I am terribly grateful I can control the ambient temp around me for the most part.
That said, I am terribly grateful I can control the ambient temp around me for the most part.
Well, my problem is that I can't! I hate restaurants or other indoor places where I am freezing (more often than you'd think).