Heat sucks.
Aug. 21st, 2003 10:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
same_skySleepy. M has been begging to put me to bed for at least half an hour. This might have been because I was asleep on the couch, actually. I went to tat, ended up eating popcorn with him and therefore unable to tat without washing hands, and then next thing you know, I was asleep.
It's the heat's fault. The job sucks on the best of days, but now it's hot and soo humid. It's oppressive in that don't-want-to-step-outside-ever kind of way. Anyway. One might imagine that since I work indoors, obviously air-conditioned, this wouldn't be a problem for me. Unfortunately, we only have one little vent for one great big room, so it remains hot in there when it's very warm outside. Most days of the summer, it hasn't been an issue.. it's cooled the place down well enough. We've had a cool summer, though, and now that it's actually hot and humid, it just doesn't cut it. It's so stuffy in there, and while I have a fan behind the counter, it just irritates me after a while. I knew it was going to be a great day when I had the a/c on in the car at 8 am, and indeed, it was freakin' hot all day long. It started being quite uncomfortable at around 1, and by 6, I felt like I'd had a low-grade fever for five hours. It's just so.. persistent. Plus the counter is now next to two refrigerators, which doesn't help matters. And guess what happens when it's hot? Produce frickin rots! And bananas, they ripen extremely fast, leaving a bin full of brown speckly bananas. This also hasn't helped matters. Anyway, I've felt fairly useless this evening. I've been tired, had a headache, and my eyes have felt swollen. And I was cranky for the first half hour after being home. I suspect the casual reader couldn't tell that I'm not cranky now.. :)
Now I don't even know if LJ will be bothered to post this silly thing, because our connection has been extremely defensive tonight. Defensive. Odd word to have picked. Oh well, defensive I said, defensive I must have meant. Anyway. Oh, yeah. I'm down to every other week now with my chiropractor. I don't think he was really thrilled with that, but he wrote it on my chart after I pointed out what he had said to begin with versus what he was saying now. I try not to be confrontational about such things, but I don't have it in me to go once a week for the next eight months, sorry. I really should get around to doing some exercises, though. Really.
Oh, right. One more dream mention.. last night, I wasn't Courtney Love anymore, I was Buffy. Only I was also Blade. But there were no vampires in the dream, although I was having sex with James Bond (who was Magnus. But Magnus was also my ex-boyfriend, in a different character.) We were stealing this artifact of some sort from the bad guy's house.. only I had seen the movie we were in (only it wasn't a movie, it was the situation the movie was based on.. funny how time works) before, so I knew how it ended, and I kept making jokes about it and then I'd have to start all over. I had to stop running around at some point to participate in a trampoline contest, though, with a bunch of high-schoolers.
I really worry myself sometimes. I left out the funniest part of said dream because it was inappropriate for publishing on the internet. You know what's odd, though? I never once saw the Buffy show. I did see the movie in the theater--at the Trail, for my familiar-with-Morehead readers. I thought it sucked so unbelievably badly--and I was like, twelve, so you know it had to be bad--that I simply couldn't believe it when they started making a television show. Of course, you're talking to the girl who watched Dirty Dancing when it aired as a television series. Not for very long, mind you.. it was worthless crap, but I still thought it was very very cool. My dear sweet husband bought me that movie on DVD last weekend, btw. Haven't watched it yet but we will soon.. I would actually hate to think of how many times I've seen that. I watched it once or even twice a day for several months, for one thing, when I was around 11. In retrospect, I'm not really sure it's a movie I should have been watching. I didn't even get the whole abortion thing for some time. Speaking of which, if anyone hasn't seen The Cider House Rules.. well, what the heck are you waiting for?! Go rent it! The book was good, too. Very different, though.
Whoa. This post turned out much longer than I expected, as I was planning on going to bed after the explanation of crankiness. I think I'll go to bed now instead before I launch into some other meaningless piece of drivel. Night night!
It's the heat's fault. The job sucks on the best of days, but now it's hot and soo humid. It's oppressive in that don't-want-to-step-outside-ever kind of way. Anyway. One might imagine that since I work indoors, obviously air-conditioned, this wouldn't be a problem for me. Unfortunately, we only have one little vent for one great big room, so it remains hot in there when it's very warm outside. Most days of the summer, it hasn't been an issue.. it's cooled the place down well enough. We've had a cool summer, though, and now that it's actually hot and humid, it just doesn't cut it. It's so stuffy in there, and while I have a fan behind the counter, it just irritates me after a while. I knew it was going to be a great day when I had the a/c on in the car at 8 am, and indeed, it was freakin' hot all day long. It started being quite uncomfortable at around 1, and by 6, I felt like I'd had a low-grade fever for five hours. It's just so.. persistent. Plus the counter is now next to two refrigerators, which doesn't help matters. And guess what happens when it's hot? Produce frickin rots! And bananas, they ripen extremely fast, leaving a bin full of brown speckly bananas. This also hasn't helped matters. Anyway, I've felt fairly useless this evening. I've been tired, had a headache, and my eyes have felt swollen. And I was cranky for the first half hour after being home. I suspect the casual reader couldn't tell that I'm not cranky now.. :)
Now I don't even know if LJ will be bothered to post this silly thing, because our connection has been extremely defensive tonight. Defensive. Odd word to have picked. Oh well, defensive I said, defensive I must have meant. Anyway. Oh, yeah. I'm down to every other week now with my chiropractor. I don't think he was really thrilled with that, but he wrote it on my chart after I pointed out what he had said to begin with versus what he was saying now. I try not to be confrontational about such things, but I don't have it in me to go once a week for the next eight months, sorry. I really should get around to doing some exercises, though. Really.
Oh, right. One more dream mention.. last night, I wasn't Courtney Love anymore, I was Buffy. Only I was also Blade. But there were no vampires in the dream, although I was having sex with James Bond (who was Magnus. But Magnus was also my ex-boyfriend, in a different character.) We were stealing this artifact of some sort from the bad guy's house.. only I had seen the movie we were in (only it wasn't a movie, it was the situation the movie was based on.. funny how time works) before, so I knew how it ended, and I kept making jokes about it and then I'd have to start all over. I had to stop running around at some point to participate in a trampoline contest, though, with a bunch of high-schoolers.
I really worry myself sometimes. I left out the funniest part of said dream because it was inappropriate for publishing on the internet. You know what's odd, though? I never once saw the Buffy show. I did see the movie in the theater--at the Trail, for my familiar-with-Morehead readers. I thought it sucked so unbelievably badly--and I was like, twelve, so you know it had to be bad--that I simply couldn't believe it when they started making a television show. Of course, you're talking to the girl who watched Dirty Dancing when it aired as a television series. Not for very long, mind you.. it was worthless crap, but I still thought it was very very cool. My dear sweet husband bought me that movie on DVD last weekend, btw. Haven't watched it yet but we will soon.. I would actually hate to think of how many times I've seen that. I watched it once or even twice a day for several months, for one thing, when I was around 11. In retrospect, I'm not really sure it's a movie I should have been watching. I didn't even get the whole abortion thing for some time. Speaking of which, if anyone hasn't seen The Cider House Rules.. well, what the heck are you waiting for?! Go rent it! The book was good, too. Very different, though.
Whoa. This post turned out much longer than I expected, as I was planning on going to bed after the explanation of crankiness. I think I'll go to bed now instead before I launch into some other meaningless piece of drivel. Night night!
