It's hot. No, it's REALLY hot. It's supposed to hit 101 in NYC today, hot. On top of the week previous of 90+ degree days. Let's not even talk about the "feels like" scoring.
Hot.
I am a delicate Yankee-blooded flower, and I was not designed for this crap, ok?
But I'm working anyway. Because what the hell else am I going to do, sitting in front of the AC? Stats will come, to keep me honest.
Meanwhile, this is going around at the Speed of Interent, and rightfully so. Max Berry on Dogs, Smurfs, and gender recognition. Read it.
Hot.
I am a delicate Yankee-blooded flower, and I was not designed for this crap, ok?
But I'm working anyway. Because what the hell else am I going to do, sitting in front of the AC? Stats will come, to keep me honest.
Meanwhile, this is going around at the Speed of Interent, and rightfully so. Max Berry on Dogs, Smurfs, and gender recognition. Read it.
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Date: 2011-07-22 01:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-07-22 03:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-07-22 06:04 pm (UTC)Rob Latham (http://twitter.com/#!/roblathan/status/94386769323229184) says he's
"[s]urviving the triple digit temp by having a three-way w/ my AC unit and a tub of ice cream."
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Date: 2011-07-22 06:16 pm (UTC)Thanks for the link to the Max Berry post. That was a good read.