*swelters*
Why is it this hot in at the beginning of April. Did we just give the entire season of spring a complete miss and go right on into the hottest days of summer?
Sheesh.
Anyone who wants to deny global climate change can now have my big, sweaty foot put up their rear. If this doesn't prove that we have fucked up the ecology of this planet beyond repair, I don't know what does.
I'm passing the hot, horrible time by writing and searching for jobs and making a list of things I want for my birthday.
You know you're turning into an adult when your birthday wishes go from "I want a pony and a magical dinosaur and a Yellow Power Ranger talking action figure but not the one where she has the dagger in her hand, I want the one without the dagger" to "socks and giftcards". At least I want really fun socks with cool things on them, right? Right? Eh.
Orange Cat is hiding under the futon to escape the heat. I'm sitting in front of the fan with a spray bottle of cold water. Orange Cat finds this bizarre because usually the spray bottle is used for (emergency) disciplining of the cat when we need him to not eat, chew, climb on, or claw things and we need the lesson to stick. Like with, say, chocolate or laptop cords or things above our heads at 3am.
So he's now watching me spray myself and is both frightened and bewildered. "Why is Mommy spraying herself? She must've done something REALLY bad!"
Sheesh.
Anyone who wants to deny global climate change can now have my big, sweaty foot put up their rear. If this doesn't prove that we have fucked up the ecology of this planet beyond repair, I don't know what does.
I'm passing the hot, horrible time by writing and searching for jobs and making a list of things I want for my birthday.
You know you're turning into an adult when your birthday wishes go from "I want a pony and a magical dinosaur and a Yellow Power Ranger talking action figure but not the one where she has the dagger in her hand, I want the one without the dagger" to "socks and giftcards". At least I want really fun socks with cool things on them, right? Right? Eh.
Orange Cat is hiding under the futon to escape the heat. I'm sitting in front of the fan with a spray bottle of cold water. Orange Cat finds this bizarre because usually the spray bottle is used for (emergency) disciplining of the cat when we need him to not eat, chew, climb on, or claw things and we need the lesson to stick. Like with, say, chocolate or laptop cords or things above our heads at 3am.
So he's now watching me spray myself and is both frightened and bewildered. "Why is Mommy spraying herself? She must've done something REALLY bad!"