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» Tuesday, August 09, 2005
Hell's Bells, It's Humid
All you have to do is move and a sweat breaks out. It was hard to sleep last night, even with another fan in the room (James appropriated the one from the other bedroom). The heat has done a number on my "waste disposal system," if you get my drift, and I was sick and nauseated all last night. (It's not just the heat. It's thinking of time running out and having to leave and knowing it's the last time it will be mine again. ::sigh::)