"I'd like to coo with my baby tonight and pitch some woo with my baby tonight but sister you fight my baby tonight cause it's too darn hot."

I got much better sleep last night than the night before last (when, if you recall, I was so messed up by the heat that I thought the sprinkler across the street was a rattlesnake or a malfunctioning steam heater), and I think that was a combination of having spent the day at work in air-conditioning, rinsing my feet in cold water as soon as I got home, and taking a Tylenol PM. This morning I packaged the rice and put it in the fridge so I could unplug the rice cooker and end it's tiny contribution to global warming, and had coke-and-milk instead of my usual hot tea for the same reason - for goodness sake let's not allow any more heating to take place! Also, my computer has been randomly falling to sleep and not coming back, and I attribute it to overheating. :P

Eor wants me to go shopping for canning supplies because the blackberries are bearing like mad. Let me tell you, I do not want to be the one standing over the hot stove making preserves! Still, I'll like having them in the winter, if it works.
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From: [identity profile] kryptyd.livejournal.com


That's early! There won't be blackberries here for at least another two months! Oh yeah, does your train line still work? If so beware. I remember picking some extremely mutant looking blackberries from the sides of traintracks when I was young and can only assume it was something to do with the fumes! They don't seem to have done me much harm of course...
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Our train only comes by at best once a week, and it's hauling freight so we don't have the sewage which I've heard is dumped right on the ground (???) in the UK. :)

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Bleh, yes, this is true and in Ireland too. It was a cement train that went by where I used to get blackberries so we always assumed it was diesel fumes that made the mutant berries. Maybe it was cement dust! Or something that skinhead gluesniffers did to them!
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