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I have come to the rather insane conclusion that while I like certain aspects of this country, I really really hate sand that just hangs in the air.... *cough cough cough* What's the point in sand if it just HANGS? I guess it's all because it's a pain in the ass to blow your nose and NOT look at how much sand is caught in your snot and wonder how much of that crap is really getting into your lungs...
The other part that I almost can't stand is that it's been, well... HOT. As in, it's hitting 100 degrees before 08:00 in the morning.... I think it was about 96 at 07:00 when I came in. Thermometer registered it at 144 a couple of days ago around 16:00 (or 4 o'clock for you non-military time tellers).... so YEAH, it IS hot... but at least it's a dry heat. Just watch, I'll get back to the humidity in the States and not be able to function at all. *crossing her fingers for a break*
*Bleah...*
Oh yeah... I have the weirdest tan lines now... *snort*
The other part that I almost can't stand is that it's been, well... HOT. As in, it's hitting 100 degrees before 08:00 in the morning.... I think it was about 96 at 07:00 when I came in. Thermometer registered it at 144 a couple of days ago around 16:00 (or 4 o'clock for you non-military time tellers).... so YEAH, it IS hot... but at least it's a dry heat. Just watch, I'll get back to the humidity in the States and not be able to function at all. *crossing her fingers for a break*
*Bleah...*
Oh yeah... I have the weirdest tan lines now... *snort*