2:17 a.m. ramble
I just looked at the National Weather Service website, and one thought comes to mind.
I fucking hate summer.
No, really. I'm one of those weirdos who actually prefers the winter because I like sweaters, blankets, hot tea, and soup.
My idea of a good time does not involve sweating my ass off just by standing on the porch for 5 minutes. Maybe I'm just funny like that.
Sooooo . . . I'm going to continue to worship at the altar of my thermostat and thank GOD I have air conditioning. I chat frequently to a guy in Manchester, UK, who complains that few Brits have AC. Well, obviously they're just not as civilized as they'd like the rest of the world to believe. You know, if it wasn't for the lack of AC, I wouldn't mind moving to England just to hear British men talking all the time. There's just something about a man with a British accent . . . RAAAWWWRRRRR!
Poor Andrew. He's as American as a man can be. He votes Republican, drives a Ford, eats his steak rare, and is glad that we whupped the Brits asses in the Revolutionary War. Oh well, he's still my guy.
Time for sleepies now before I pass out on my keyboard.
I fucking hate summer.
No, really. I'm one of those weirdos who actually prefers the winter because I like sweaters, blankets, hot tea, and soup.
My idea of a good time does not involve sweating my ass off just by standing on the porch for 5 minutes. Maybe I'm just funny like that.
Sooooo . . . I'm going to continue to worship at the altar of my thermostat and thank GOD I have air conditioning. I chat frequently to a guy in Manchester, UK, who complains that few Brits have AC. Well, obviously they're just not as civilized as they'd like the rest of the world to believe. You know, if it wasn't for the lack of AC, I wouldn't mind moving to England just to hear British men talking all the time. There's just something about a man with a British accent . . . RAAAWWWRRRRR!
Poor Andrew. He's as American as a man can be. He votes Republican, drives a Ford, eats his steak rare, and is glad that we whupped the Brits asses in the Revolutionary War. Oh well, he's still my guy.
Time for sleepies now before I pass out on my keyboard.
posted by BigMomma3502 at
2:21 AM
1 Comments:
I just drove by the bank. 105 F! But the AC doesn't work at the plant I work at. Go figure. You'd think Tyson's could afford it. But I suffer through it anyway. Besides, the more you hang in the heat, the less sensitive you are to it.
Once again...
Go figure!
(btw, it was ME I was referring to with the lardassedness and such. but I've been everyday so far since I started. Kids too!)
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