|Nobody Fart, It Will Ignite
||[Aug. 14th, 2019|11:59 pm]
I'm glad I've still got some watermelon. It helped me get through the horrendously hot day. I haven't gotten farther away from the air conditioner than the mailbox, where I didn't go until after sunset, and have spent only a few minutes sitting in the back yard, which I have done only because I so hate being indoors all day. Being stuck indoors makes me feel like I'm sick, which I probably am, but if I go outside now and then I can pretend I'm not. The weather bureau's excessive heat warning, which went into effect this morning, will remain in effect until ten PM Friday. I think they are being optimistic. |
Around eleven o'clock tonight I heard lots of sirens headed up the freeway. I have no idea what it was about, but suspect that hell might have opened a new gate a few miles north of here. I'm pretty sure the temperature has gone up over the last hour or so, and that's the direction the very slight breeze seems to be coming from. Bu then it might just be exhaust from all the air conditioners that are running. If we don't get a power outage during the next few days it will be a miracle.
Although we're supposed to get a bit of cooling over the weekend, the forecast is now predicting at least two more triple digit days in the middle of next week. It's probably a good thing I got the banking out of the way for the month last Friday, even if the disruption to the bus system did leave me stranded up there for an hour and a half. Odds are I won't be getting out of the apartment until Saturday evening, if then. By that time I could go stir crazy and start hallucinating guards to stab.
It's still 82 degrees outside. The air conditioner will be on all night, I'm sure, and probably for days to come. I'm going to get sick of this place and of myself. But at least I might not run out of watermelon.