Monday, 26 June 2006

It's not the heat, it's the ... No, it's the heat. Really.

One Hundred and fifteen degreesThat is what the termometer on my patio said yesterday. Keep in mind that I'm not shitting youit was in direct sunlight. But STILL! I live in Northern California, not the face of hell Arizona. The temperature in my pool is a staggering 88°! It's practically a hot tub. And it's not heated in any way (other than the sun shining on it, of course). This afternoon, the temperature in my boyfriend's house (without an AC) was 101°. IT'S TOO HOT!

 

It's 2:30 in the AM, I'm not tired, and I am seriously considering drinking a glass of iced tea. I think I will get to sleep some time around ... Thrusday.

In addition to the heat around here, it also seems to be spider season. I have killed upwards of ten spiders in my house THIS WEEK. Yes, there are screens on our windows. No, there is no real reason they should all want to be in here like thousands of tasty flies to eat. Unless they're just in here to cool off. In which case, I can't really hold it against them but they definitely picked the wrong house to venture into.

And then there is this, because that's just how I roll. I'm a list-making mother fucker. Kind of an update on the to-do list.

This is how my computer desk currently looks. {Click here for a giant version if for some reason you would like to see it in more detail. LOTS more detail.} Only now there is a camera in the midst of all this. That's my Nautie-in-progress. I just printed out the directions for the Lelah skirt and put them in page protectors for my binder.* I've got mini a to-do list of things that need to be completed before I leave on Saturday. I realized the other day that I don't know how long it's been since I last washed my sheets, so that is high priority. I wish I had managed to get the empty glass that used to contain iced tea in this picture. Lately I've been sucking that stuff down like there's no tomorrow.
*I don't know if I've ever mentioned it, but I have a giant binder full of patterns. Some that I've printed out like this, some torn out of magazines and such. It is incredibly heavy, and almost full.

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I have a binder just like that, broken up into categories and shit. It's also very heavy and full.

130 degrees? I'd kill myself.

Posted by: pam | Monday, 26 June 2006

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