I Am An Egg On The Sidewalk

[bloodyrosemccoy]

International Museum Day
Visit Your Relatives Day
Birthday - Mother's Whistler

 

I’d forgotten how reptilian I am. The heat makes me sleepy and dull-witted and my hands hurt and, as you may have noticed, I whine a lot. Which shames me. While I have no problem with small talk, I do get rather sick of the endless weather conversations, as follows:

 

Person 1: It’s hot!

Person 2: Yeah! Really hot!

Person 1: It shouldn’t be this hot! It’s only May!

Person 2: I want ice cream!

Global warming: Embrace me, bitch!

 

Thus, I’m afraid that I haven't been able to be particularly clever and fascinating over the past few days. I’m merely going to lie here and imagine being on the shady side of an iceberg. With a fan. And a—actually, that’s too cold.

 

Just the iceberg, then.

今日は暑すぎるよ、buggrit.

Comments

[blackbyrd2.livejournal.com]

I have found that, when absolutely stifled and roasting, I can quickly revive by placing my bare feet in cold water, such as a small pan. It's even better if it's icy, although that leads to lots of funny noises and faces.
Either way quickly refreshes and cools your entire body, and brings you back up to speed in a hurry, and it's less hassle than a cool shower. :)

To beat the sun

[(Anonymous)]

Well, this might call for another rousing trip to Splash again. Only this time tattoos! All of us! In weird places of weird things! Make those mommies squirm! Anywho, if not Splash, then just the-

Holy jeez I just got attacked by a ball of fluff.

*ahem* river, as it were. I'm sure we can find a spot there to cool off. Still need to get that giant inflatable whale, though.

-Emily