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Baby it's HOT Outside

It's HOT out there! Wait, it was nearly HOT inside my house last night when the stinkin' air conditioner froze up...cross your fingers, she's working again. The dryer's not working, but I maximized efforts and read journal articles at the laundromat yesterday. 9 loads, 3 articles, and lunch in 2.5 hours w/o my iPod)...not too shabby. It was 83 at 8:30 this morning...it's up to 93 now at 10:35...it's predicted to be ~105 again today. That's nearly too hot to drink a beer, too hot to sit in a pool, too hot to sit in the pool with a beer! Is it possible to sweat in the cement pond?

I had a mini epiphany...I should have went to law school.

Readin articles, wonderin where the iPod is, maybe analyzin some data, and tryin to stay cool!

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