In a recent post I described the week in August of 2000 that I moved to Wichita as a "demonstration model of Hell." Yesterday, as I was moving, by myself and by hand, the pieces of a sleighbed across my apartment complex's parking lot, I thought, This is like that.And now, while it's still below 90 degrees, I think I'll move some more stuff.
It seems like there should be some kind of state consumer protection statute against apartment leases ending in July or August. My sister moved apartments last Friday, literally the hottest day of the year. That's when you know who your real friends are (Luckily, she had three or for good male friends who were large and muscular).
Type "hot" "snakes" "ass" & "rut" into google, and I suspect you won't find many references to meteorology.It was so cold here last night that I didn't get to sleep until 2.30am, when exhaustion overcame shivering. Can you fax me some of your spare heat?
Blandwagon, I haven't used a fax machine in ages, but I'd be happy to email you about 25 degrees (Fahrenheit) of our spare heat. I'll also ship you a 5-gallon jug of humidity to go along with it.
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