rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,

Unsatisfactory Technology

Pale morning sky full of fluffy little sheep clouds, and a lopsided cheshire cat grin of crescent moon. The morning air is actually cool for a change, but inside the house it remains hellishly hot. Thus, only brief work for Sluggo. It would be nice to knock down a wall. Then winter would come and I'd want the wall back. The house is ill-designed for the climate. Nothing can be done at this late date. I'll go to sleep and pretend I'm not here.

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