
Seriously there was no escape from the fluffball nightmare of dogwood.
I swear, anything over 75º and my mood shifts to that of a disgruntled boar. Or something equally disgruntled. And as much as I appreciate the way the Great Lakes make Michigan look like a "HIGH FIVE!", I don't appreciate the massive amount of humidity it creates.
Strangely, I didn't really feel the effects of this heat out at the booth until AFTER my shift, when I went to the air conditioned office and realized..."Hey. Oh. HEY IT'S GROSS OUT NOW MY SKIN KNOWS GREAT."
Tomorrow will be the first day in my annual 'this-is-when-I-start-hating-this-job' phase. High of 93º and yes I know there are places hotter but dangit. B| I don't want to have to sit in a big black box for five and a half hours out there.
Oh well.
Money.
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Date: 2008-06-06 04:13 am (UTC)Also, I can't believe you don't have air conditioning in that box thing. I hope you have a fan. :(
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Date: 2008-06-06 02:19 pm (UTC)WTF??
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Date: 2008-06-06 09:48 pm (UTC)the gel pads in those things are like mini ice packs...SRSLY! lolno subject
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