heat

Damn it, cat, it’s too fuggin hot for this.

Happy summer. It’s fucking warm.  I’m strutting my stuff in a bathing suit at the moment, and even that’s fucking awful.

Good morning, friends. It’s a chilly one this morning, and there was an unexpected frost on the windshield during the first commute. We’ve got the heat on in the mornings now, and the cat has returned to his proper place on the bathroom vent. Last night was filled with strange dreams. In one dream, he…