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I wish you'd put your uniform on instead of going around naked that way. You might start a trend, and then I'll never get of all this goldarned cotton.
[2005-07-27] @ [12:23 p.m.]
Heat waves are no fun what so ever.
It is like, 91 and the air feels like 106. Wondeful weather really. That is why I am staying inside and downstairs today. Thank goodness for AC and my beloved Dell notebook. I am keeping cool yet at the same time being entertained by moderen technology or rather the Independent Film Channel by watching a movie called Clockwatchers which is a good movie.
I find myself lacking any real thoughts of any kind today.
It always seems on the hottest days of summer, that the outside just seems to be a bit lifeless for lack of a better word because the heat just chases everyone inside. I never really liked summer weather much, at least here in Virginia. I mean, it is never one particular temperture. The average temputure is around something like 87 with moderate humidity to make it feel in the upper nineties but today is the complete oppisite. I went outside to get the mail and it was litterally hot. It kind of felt like my sandals would melt to my driveway. I wonder if I could cook an egg on the side walk or drive way in my case.
These days I only have one real reason why I go up to get the mail in this intolerable heat, taking my life in my very hands (though I might be overstating it a bit). I want to know my roomate assignment so I can actually talk to the person whom I am going to be living with over the next year. I actually have these bad feelings of what it is going to be like simple because I think of the worst in most situations. I'm sure it is not going to be that bad after the first week passes.
Hm. The title is from Catch-22 by Joesph Heller.
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