OK. The hell.
I’m burning up.
Decided to go easy with dinner. Just some broccoli. Maybe a hotlink. Nothing fancy. I’m burning up.
Get up to discover that the apartment is, in fact that yes, it is that damn hot.
Too hot to think. Call me when slow-moving clipper…er, clips.
To make up for missing Friday’s post, 100 Things AND LTTP LP both go up tomorrow, even if it means I have to go to Starbucks to do it.