Brain fried—send aircon
2009-Jun-02, Tuesday 23:11Those of you enjoying this supposedly "glorious" weather? Spare a thought for those of us that just cannot function in this heat. At all.
Notwithstanding the photic sneeze reflex making going outside (and even driving) a little annoying, the massively high risk of skin cancer groups I'm in from both sides of my family, my brain just seizes up when it's this hot.
I moved to the North to get away from this sort of weather damnit!
( European elections linkdump and ramble )
Coherence might happen tomorrow, if I a) get some sleep and b) have a good brain day.
( Appeal, if you live in London, consider voting for Jonathan Fryer, he bought me beer and is thus a top bloke )
Sorry, I said my brain was fried, right?
In the meantime,![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
miss_s_b dragged me to B&Q today so she could buy more plant pots and stuff to put in them. We got more basil, rocket, oregano and other useful stuff. She also bought a chilli plant. It's a chilli that'll burn your mouth off at 50 paces. It's sat next to her at her computer desk as it needs to be brought in at night.
She's called it George.
I'm doomed.
[1]Honest, it would be.
Notwithstanding the photic sneeze reflex making going outside (and even driving) a little annoying, the massively high risk of skin cancer groups I'm in from both sides of my family, my brain just seizes up when it's this hot.
I moved to the North to get away from this sort of weather damnit!
( European elections linkdump and ramble )
Coherence might happen tomorrow, if I a) get some sleep and b) have a good brain day.
( Appeal, if you live in London, consider voting for Jonathan Fryer, he bought me beer and is thus a top bloke )
Sorry, I said my brain was fried, right?
In the meantime,
miss_s_b dragged me to B&Q today so she could buy more plant pots and stuff to put in them. We got more basil, rocket, oregano and other useful stuff. She also bought a chilli plant. It's a chilli that'll burn your mouth off at 50 paces. It's sat next to her at her computer desk as it needs to be brought in at night.She's called it George.
I'm doomed.
[1]Honest, it would be.
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