July 23, 2006
Flaming.
Being hot-natured sucks, especially when your lovely city is hopelessly trapped in the unrelenting clutches of a heat wave and your apartment has no air conditioning because the landlord thinks "you get a sea breeze!" Sure. Two miles inland over sprawling enclaves of buildings and pavement...Can't be the stench of rotting garbage every time the trash truck passes by, can't be the insufferable smog or the smell of dog shit cooking on the pavement, can't be the wafting smell of impending heart attacks from the roach coaches...maybe the scent of a homeless drunken diabetic disabled vet's piss drying in the abandoned storefront? yeah, I feel it...wait, no, just a fart. Sorry.
Things could be worse...at least I'm not stuck in the San Fernando Valley. The latest call to my folks in Texas yielded much bitching about 100+ degree temperatures, but they have air conditioning, so fuck them. :P
Anyways, yeah. Can't sleep. Whee. I still love everything in spite of all my endless bitching, though.
Posted by Jake at July 23, 2006 09:35 PM
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