when your own blog's URL is no longer saved in the cache on your own computer. All I have are little-thots.com, lavaginaworld.blogspot (heehee, honestly I always miss-read it that way) and beuribek.blogspot - but yes no insigndlfljsd-esfsjdkhfjs.blogspot... it's 2 million degrees outside, can't type!
So I've decided to peep my head out into the cold, darkness of the abyss that is cyberspace and see if I have anything at all to live for anymore. Kiddang! Course there's stuff to live for, just not so much on the internet. I was talking to Danny the other day about this and I figured out I think I just prefer good ol' fashioned conversation face to face, with a beer or two, telling odd stories, laughing about time's past and scheming our tactics for world domination. Gosh, I've got so many now and nobody to tell them to! Well, there's a few coolcats 'ere and there.... but but but but BUUUT. Hey it's 2 million degrees outside! I'm allowed to be whiney with everyone else.
So it's 2 million degrees outside. tOO mil-lee-on, I sheizer you not! And our AC is that many years old presently which makes it just plain old spoiled-american-nasty. Kinda reminds me of the good ol' days in MTY when it was 120 and humid and we were oh so frugal that we tried our best to get by with using the AC. Instead, we'd wet towels or sheets, get drenched in the shower, run to our bed by the fan and pray we fall asleep before we dried off. Normally the process was repeated 2 or 3 times before finally fatigue would settle in and we'd dream of a better life in igloos or some such fiddle-faddle. Yeeees, those were the days. How it was survived and continues to be survived by my successors baffles me, but kudos to them. *starts a wave*
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