Jul 26, 2006 12:39
I thought that the sun's absence would create a tolerable atmosphere as far as my lunch hour was concerned. I was wrong. Humidity. I don't know why i'm surprised. It's the way of this Austin, Texas-world, yet somehow I continue to be shocked into submission by its presence. Its overpowering, pummeling presence. Die, humidity, die!
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I like it when couples hold hands. This is how it should be. In Mexico couples of all ages hold hands. All of them. I like this very much. It's the easiest, cleanest, adorable way to just say . . . I choose you, you choose me, we choose we. I'm waiting for the day when I see a couple skipping as they hold hands. An older couple, say in their twenties or thirties. This would be fantastic!
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fah-q humiditah!