07.02.02 :: 9:35 am

Outside it feels like what I imagine the inside of a giant asscrack would be.

Must resist the urge to turn the A/C on in the apartment, because I can't even imagine the kind of power it would take to cool the whole place down.

Stoosh-dog signals it's too hot when she stretches out on kitchen tiles. I can only point a fan at her and hope she doesn't hate me too much.

I'm in the mood for the tri-colored popsicle shaped like a rocket.

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