Why? Because that's all I can do. Ninety something with seventy something humidity is stifling.
When I grow up, I'm not going to do this anymore.
In Case You've Wondered
My blog is where my wandering thoughts are interspersed with stuff I made up. So, if while reading you find yourself confused about the context, don't feel alone. I get confused, too.
If you're here for the stories, I started another blog: scratchingforchange.blogspot.com
One other thing: sometimes I write words you refuse to use in front of children, or polite company, unless you have a flat tire, or hit your thumb with a hammer.
I don't use them to offend; I use them to embellish.
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You just complain about the heat all you want. After all, you patiently listened to me complain about the cold all winter.
ReplyDeleteIt doesn't change anything, but I feel better.
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