ma poche est ratatinée
Jun. 23rd, 2005 04:45 pmThis is Australia. It is a tropical/subtropical continent/nation. Why the fuck is it 11C at 16h40? Why the fuck are my hands numb as I t-t-t-t-t-type this? Why the fuck are my feet so cold they ache?
I mean I've put with higher taxes, neocon reactionary politics, and being 20 gazillion km away from everyone but Helen Clark. But it's supposed to be warm.
Maybe if things were fuckin' insulated I might not be so cranky.
Or maybe not.
I mean I've put with higher taxes, neocon reactionary politics, and being 20 gazillion km away from everyone but Helen Clark. But it's supposed to be warm.
Maybe if things were fuckin' insulated I might not be so cranky.
Or maybe not.
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Date: 2005-06-23 07:08 am (UTC)Although it is 30C here for a few days in a row already :P So nice! :D
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Date: 2005-06-23 11:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-23 04:33 pm (UTC)*grin*
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Date: 2005-06-23 04:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-24 03:33 am (UTC)Sure, your grandmother would walk to school in Tirenascragh in her bare feet on a frosty morning, to keep her shoes clean for Sunday mass. Ah, but the Yanks are soft!
*crash*
*ducks*
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Date: 2005-06-24 05:04 am (UTC)an' she always wore her best shoes to Mass. God bless the work!
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Date: 2005-06-24 01:56 pm (UTC)*sending warm thoughts and hugs*