Jul 07, 2006 17:24
Dear Swedish summer,
Please stop being so incredibly, horrifyingly hot. Twenty degrees is plenty; there's no need for those extra twelve that you've been giving me the last two weeks. I don't like to sweat.
No love,
Helena
PS. I find Jens Lehmann to be strangely appealing. I think I'm going to file him under 'Men I Should Be Embarrassed to Find Attractive, But Am Not'. That category consists of him and, er, Philip Seymour Hoffman.
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