Summer already seems to be here. All this week it is forecasted in the mid 20s, and the weekend was much of the same. Why is this important? Because for the first time, I am living in a home with no AC whatsoever, central air nor wall unit. It wasn’t unbearable on Saturday/Sunday, but it was quite warm and left me fatigued.
Last night my parents generously bought me two standing fans. Before I get to that, one amusing note when we were at the Mart of Walls getting them: we passed a ‘bargain book’ table. Mother stopped to look at a cookbook, and I noticed a number of the Twilight (shudder) books on the table as well. Now my mom is one of those who will still smack myself or my brother if she hears us cuss, this is important. I told her, “careful you don’t let that touch any of that Stephanie Meyer bullshit” without even really thinking. She didn’t even bat an eye. Course I call someone a bitch in traffic for cutting us off and she yells “HEY!”… Hmm.
Back to the fans and the apartment. They came just in a box, in pieces. I’ve put things together before – my desk, laptop table, shelves, etc – but never a fan. The directions were poor and essentially were just a diagram of all the parts. It took me about half an hour but it all seemed in place. I turned it on and there were no explosions, lost limbs or bunny volleys. A small thing to get excited about, but these days I say take it where you can get it!
Last night and the night before, our ICC 10 mans had their first round of Bloodbathed Frostbrood Vanquishers. I was not one of the lucky ones. Why? Because I spent Mother’s Day with my mother and missed our only to-date heroic Sindragosa kill, even though leading up to that I had been there every time we attempted it. We’ll be doing it again, I just don’t relish the thought, and I’m sure the others don’t either.
Tonight TBD and Camendu are going back to Ulduar10 to do hardmodes for 310% Rusted Protos. I’m tanking. Pheer me.
Lastly, I have not started FF13 yet. For the exact reasons I said I wasn’t allowing myself to. I have only a few pages left of the manuscript to read, and my clothes are still everywhere in my apartment. I will have less trouble with the latter now that I have some air movement (see above) and don’t feel like a drained slug as soon as I get home from work.
