I'm still not complaining about the heat. I'm okay. I'm staying inside. I'm parking in the shade. I'm doing stuff when the sun goes down. I'm making fun of people that complain. I look them right in the eye as they say something stupid like, "Boy, it's hot out, ha ha, isn't it?" Or, "Wow, I don't remember it being this hot last year. Do you?" Uh, yeah. But now I'm leaving. Shawn and I - heading west. Shana, too. Three Day Weekend. 72 degrees. 72 degrees. 72 degrees. 72 degrees. Sounds good.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
I'm not complaining...I'm leaving
I'm still not complaining about the heat. I'm okay. I'm staying inside. I'm parking in the shade. I'm doing stuff when the sun goes down. I'm making fun of people that complain. I look them right in the eye as they say something stupid like, "Boy, it's hot out, ha ha, isn't it?" Or, "Wow, I don't remember it being this hot last year. Do you?" Uh, yeah. But now I'm leaving. Shawn and I - heading west. Shana, too. Three Day Weekend. 72 degrees. 72 degrees. 72 degrees. 72 degrees. Sounds good.
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third person i know to go to SD in the last two weeks, including me, the ocean is calling all desert rats! have fun!
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