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So, in addition to Pete's book, I think I'm going to write a chicklit novel about a girl who breaks up with her boyfriend and goes to Paris. Coz, I am nothing if not all in favor of spreading myself too thin to be able to finish *anything*. It's hot in SoCal, y'all. Like, Hades hot. 7th Level hot. Dante's Inferno hot. 109 here yesterday, and I think it was even hotter today. They expect records to fall, which is so not a good thing when you're talking about extremes, one way or the other. I mean, theoretically, it's kinda cool to look at the almanac and go, "Dayam, they really shattered the crap outta that record, didn't they," but only when it's like, someplace where you are NOT. Like, it's sort of a badge of honor to say, "Yeah, I was in France during the heatwave that killed 15,000 people, and damn, was it HOT, but I Toughed. It. Out." Actually being there, though? That sucked it. Hard. And it's not like it was a dry heat, either. Nor is it here, tho' I do have to say it's nowhere near as humid as Paris, and that makes me really, really happy. I blew off my workout today, because when I got home, TB was on his way to bed, and I didn't want to wake him up again in an hour, on accounta he gets up at like 4:30 in the morning right now. But that means I only worked out on Monday, which means I'm going to gain more weight back. Damn it. I shoulda gone to the gym. It would be easier to stay resolved on that if I didn't hate the gym so much... It's 10:33pm and still 90 degrees inside my house. :( Yesterday when I got home from work at 6, it was still 93 inside, and it never cooled off more than about 85, so I'm sure we're retaining so much heat that by the end of the week, it will still be 100 in here at night. :( That's the sucky part about having nearly the entire western-facing side of your house made of glass. I pine for air conditioning. The Megamillions jackpot is up to 330 million. Gosh, I wish I'd win that. I want 100 million dollars, universe. You hear me? One Hundred Million Dollars. Peace out, copyright 2002
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In which Katie shares sad news - Wednesday, Apr. 01, 2015
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