Wednesday ...
Had a wonderful time with
kengr at the zoo yesterday. Was totally exhausted last night (fell asleep within two minutes of hitting my pillow). We saw lorikeets and penguins and bears and tigers and leopards and giraffes and stuff in a tidepool and ... well, the pictures are at his journal. :-) Sean was really well behaved, and we had oodles of fun, despite initial miscommunication.
I see whoever handles the weather did not recieve my letter. And it is supposed to get /worse/ this weekend. Damnit. *grumbles* Glad I took the time to get that window tinting installed, yes I am. I think it's going to be 'curl up and write and read books and listen to music and shake my brain out for
hai_kah_uhk's character creation thing' weekend.
Hey wait, that's what we do every night, Pinky.
My husband has serious dragon's luck. If he were a dog, he'd land on his feet. (And yes, he was born in the year of the dragon. Sean and I are snakes. It's a very reptillian household, is Station 4.)
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I see whoever handles the weather did not recieve my letter. And it is supposed to get /worse/ this weekend. Damnit. *grumbles* Glad I took the time to get that window tinting installed, yes I am. I think it's going to be 'curl up and write and read books and listen to music and shake my brain out for
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Hey wait, that's what we do every night, Pinky.
My husband has serious dragon's luck. If he were a dog, he'd land on his feet. (And yes, he was born in the year of the dragon. Sean and I are snakes. It's a very reptillian household, is Station 4.)
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Oh yeah. The majority of the world is south of Portland.
Your drama session rates an unimpressive 7.4. The reference to SAD earned you extra, but you took a major hit with your utterly unoriginal choice of subject matter. Please look up the term 'siesta' in your dictionary. It's about time you learned the facts o' life, kiddo... nobody goes out in the summer sun. Not unless they're on vacation. Or in Alberta.
(All in good fun, of course. I still love ya. If I didn't, I wouldn't give you a score at all. *grin*)
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Yeah, siesta sounds really, really good right now, yep yep.
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I lived in NC for a summer, and not a single person there ever went out except in the rain (15 minutes a day, right around 3 PM) or at night. Not a blessed soul. The whole state was a ghost town until an hour after dusk.
In NH we used to celebrate 90 degree days because we were only allotted 10 of them per year, and we could finally follow through with all those swimming lessons we paid good money for. Turning on the AC in my house was a special occasion. It was like a sleepover; we'd all camp out in the living room, because it was the only room my parents would allow to be cooled. ("It costs too much to cool down the whole house! Shut that door!")
If they were here in Jersey now, they'd die a slow, melting death, griping the entire time. And I'd laugh at them, all comfortably immobilized on my couch. :)
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I can name places *north* of Portland that get it fairly often. Like the "deserts" in Central Washington. :-)
And I have non-fun memories of the time we had temps above 40 C for a week...
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I, for instance, had fun in North Carolina, even though my room in the boarding house had no AC and I didn't sleep at all, really, for two months straight. Unless you count naps in the common area. And it took me a while to figure out the consequences of going out in the middle of the day. But I remember that as one of the best summers I've ever had.
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But, yeesh, a 40-degree temperature change, all in one day. I donot like this, me.
My tomatoes, on the other hand, probably do.
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