it's suppose to be "95" today. what am i suppose to do with that when the outdoor thermostat reads "100" and it's in the shade. this will occur, absolutely, today, as it occured yesterday. it will reach 90 in my ill-insulated house and the fan will feel that it's not even working. it will, in secret, cry, possibly overheat and die. i will take 2 showers. one at 1 and another at 3. i will eat 2 frozen beverages and not fail to have a cup of ice on hand. if you think about it i'm a sissy. it's not even "that" hot. really. and look, i'm not going to whine that i don't have air conditioning... (although i'm crying inside) but those that have it really can't complain about the heat, can they?
anyway that long intro above was really to express how my brain molecules slow down and i become incapable of work or anything nearing productivity. even folding laundry made me dangerously hot. and i only attempted two blankets, that must of course go in storage, lest i get hot from looking at them. it is now 83 degrees. i must get all emailing done soon, as i can feel my brain wanting to slug to a stop soon. exercising is out too. hmm. now that sounds really bad. i can't let a thing like heat beat me. when i was in chicago after a snow, i went jogging- probably not the best thing for my lungs. but eating some fresh fallen snow half way through my jog rocked. it was never so tasty. so i have to exercise. i can't give that up. besides i could just put on some velour jogging suit, grab a gun, and go jogging in a well-traffic'd area in order to lose weight. yes. mmm. yes.
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