nirix5 | Muah ha melt.

It is too goddamn hot. I'm drenched in sweat, stuck to my seat, my fingers are sticking to the keyboard, and I have to wait till my sister's out of the bathroom to take a cold shower.

I fell asleep at the office today for about fifteen minutes. I dreamed that I was falling asleep, and then dad came in and was all like, "Where are the tools?" I ran to look out the back window and there they were, spread out all over the lawn with people picking through them.

Then dad called, I woke up, and on the way back to the window to make sure I didn't leave the tools outside remembered that there IS no window, and no lawn. Heat. It fries your brain.

In other news, I sincerely doubt I can top

legolasgreenlef's enthusiastic comment in the previous post. I love him. Seriously, I love him. Too bad he's taken and all that.

Which reminds me, I found a bench that said in memory of "Orlando Something-Or-Other" on it. Woo hoo! I found an Elf Boy Bench, as it shall henceforth be known.

I think I'm going to go cool off now, before I dig myself in any deeper.