Hangin' at Home

- I kind of want to eat the flowers . . . maybe I should go get some dinner . . .-

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I think I lost my mind a little bit today.

After this "heat wave" came into effect with still no implementation of the beloved air conditioner (being loved somewhere in the corner of a closet), and the ghetto fan that doesn't work and only takes on the appearance and noise of a functioning one (the only kind that seem to exist in my house), I became disgusted with myself and everything around me. So, my solution?

Dust everything.

EVERYthing.

It starts with me organizing my book shelf by actually putting the many books I have lying around my room in the shelf. Yeah, definitely one of my more innovative ideas. And it ended in me dusting every surface and reachable (and sometimes the not-so-easily-reachable) crevice in my room--including the stacks of accumulated newspapers. I swept my damn floor five times because dust loves me so much.

Even sweatier than before (read: loss of sanity and logic), I eagerly welcomed a cool shower and clean (dustless) clothes.

And my friends, who came for a quick visit. The kind of spontaneous no-real-aim-to-see-each other-other-than-being-friends-and-it-being-too-hot-to-doing-anything visit that I love summer for. Pigging out on grapes, apples, cookies, juice, and sweet tea, Ms U, Ms. R and I basically wasted our time. But it was special because it was wasted together (cue Gilmore Girls-esque music).

I learned many a thing today.

1) Dusting should be done as a regular thing and not when the danger of suffocation by dust overload is a possibility.

2) Beat ghetto useless, energy consuming fans to death--it's very therapeutic.

3) Invest in an AC.

4) Ms. R is scary as hell when hyper and in the vicinity of cookies . . . yup, be warned.

Thanks guys for bearing with the heat monster that is my house/room and chilling today :D