hunkerin’ downPosted: September 3, 2010
if it’s not a heatwave, it’s a hurricane.
i’m truly looking forward to some middle-of-the-road comfortable weather, not too hot, not too sticky, not too rainy, not too windy, just sunny and warm and pleasant without the humidity. and i even like sultry and oppressive on occasion. but DAY after DAY after DAY after DAY after DAY just rots my brain. i need some “just right” stuff.
but first – we’ve got earl to deal with. he’s breathing down our necks and not in a good way.
so, i’m hunkering down. and by hunkering down i mean i’m well-stocked with limes for fresh margarita-making to ride this storm out. 10 limes/$2. good deal.
and also by hunkering down i’m netflixing the first season of “hung.” it is so nice to see a man in his 40s with a non-casino body. in fact, it is HEAVEN.
i need a cigarette.
and i don’t smoke.
margs and one handsome tv dude. i’m prepared for this storm.
unless the power goes out. then i’ve just got warm margs and darkness. and that’s just sad.
in non-preparedness news, my jeep leaks like a mutha. rain + heat + wet carpet flooring always makes for an interesting smell inside the jeep. i suppose i need a tarp for it. a cover of some sort. great. i’ll put it on my list of needs. right after “job” and “boyfriend.”
stay dry. or should i say, stay outta the rain.