What the hell do I do with my time..?
Waiting for foam to cure.
In case you didn't know, it's been suffocatingly hot in the midwest for the past week, with the heat index regularly in three digits. I'm still stubbornly driving my car with the windows down, though. ^_^ I don't generally mind the heat, but there is something not right with the air conditioning at work... it's not taking any of the humidity out of the air, and can't maintain the temperature; it keeps jumping up and down, from "cold and slightly clammy", to "just warm enough to be uncomfortable, and you don't need water because you can drink the air." It's only really annoying because this means every 20 minutes or so I'm either taking off or putting on a sweater.
On the plus side, three nights ago the clouds came, and thursday and friday night we got to see some of the most beautiful, intense heat lightning displays I can remember. And last night... It wasn't the scariest storm I've ever driven through, but it made my top 5 most dangerous- hallelujah, hydroplaning! Also on that list was hitting torrential rain driving 90 mph coming from chambana, and driving through westchester when tornadoes were touching down in nearby towns and whole trees were getting blown into the road.
... I'm really bummed that I had to actually pay attention to driving, because the lightning was phenomenal. I mean, when the rain took a moment to slow and you could see through the windows.
Friday I went to see mikey's band perform live- getting to hear them all put together, it did sound better than I was honestly expecting. It actually seems more like a combination of Evanescence and Avenged Sevenfold. There were a bunch of other bands playing that night, too, which I really enjoyed- whoever booked all of the bands seemed to be trying to find the most wildly different genres of rock music and get them all together- a sort of modern irish rock group, a more folksy group with some Modest Mouse flavor, and a group best described as "stripper" rock, smooth and sinuous and throbbing.
Last night my surrogate brother Matt dragged me out to a semi-pro wrestling show he goes to. I've been to wrestling before, of course, but I was surprised by this one; it was definitely a few grades above what I'd seen before, and managed to be almost continuously entertaining and not terribly repetitive. It's way cool to see all the athletics people coordinate- I do have to wonder how they manage to get thrown around and into things so often without ever really hurting each other, though. I keep thinking it'd be fun to do that; then I remember how I don't like being in pain.
Nothing of any real interest to report.
In case you didn't know, it's been suffocatingly hot in the midwest for the past week, with the heat index regularly in three digits. I'm still stubbornly driving my car with the windows down, though. ^_^ I don't generally mind the heat, but there is something not right with the air conditioning at work... it's not taking any of the humidity out of the air, and can't maintain the temperature; it keeps jumping up and down, from "cold and slightly clammy", to "just warm enough to be uncomfortable, and you don't need water because you can drink the air." It's only really annoying because this means every 20 minutes or so I'm either taking off or putting on a sweater.
On the plus side, three nights ago the clouds came, and thursday and friday night we got to see some of the most beautiful, intense heat lightning displays I can remember. And last night... It wasn't the scariest storm I've ever driven through, but it made my top 5 most dangerous- hallelujah, hydroplaning! Also on that list was hitting torrential rain driving 90 mph coming from chambana, and driving through westchester when tornadoes were touching down in nearby towns and whole trees were getting blown into the road.
... I'm really bummed that I had to actually pay attention to driving, because the lightning was phenomenal. I mean, when the rain took a moment to slow and you could see through the windows.
Friday I went to see mikey's band perform live- getting to hear them all put together, it did sound better than I was honestly expecting. It actually seems more like a combination of Evanescence and Avenged Sevenfold. There were a bunch of other bands playing that night, too, which I really enjoyed- whoever booked all of the bands seemed to be trying to find the most wildly different genres of rock music and get them all together- a sort of modern irish rock group, a more folksy group with some Modest Mouse flavor, and a group best described as "stripper" rock, smooth and sinuous and throbbing.
Last night my surrogate brother Matt dragged me out to a semi-pro wrestling show he goes to. I've been to wrestling before, of course, but I was surprised by this one; it was definitely a few grades above what I'd seen before, and managed to be almost continuously entertaining and not terribly repetitive. It's way cool to see all the athletics people coordinate- I do have to wonder how they manage to get thrown around and into things so often without ever really hurting each other, though. I keep thinking it'd be fun to do that; then I remember how I don't like being in pain.
Nothing of any real interest to report.