melting…

It’s hot.
Stinking hot.
I intensely dislike hot weather.
And now, I have to go run some errands.
And it’s hot.
And the car is hot.
And the seats are hot.
And I don’t want to go.

Did I mention it’s hot?

Bleah.

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