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I don’t want to complain about the heat, it feels ungrateful to complain when so recently I was complaining about the cold. But I’m sort of. Confused, i guess. Has it always been like this, or didn’t there used to be a span of time between winter and summer where the temperatures were less extreme? or am I making that up?? wishful thinking maybe.
anyway it’s hot as fuckin’ balls at 10:45 pm. Maybe this is a year to bother installing the window unit air conditioner. We dont’ always bother, because it weighs 80 pounds and takes up the only window to the outside in the bedroom, and the cat yells so much we have to leave the door cracked, which is inefficient. But.
I tried to write today. I can’t do it, it’s sort of nothing. Very annoying.
I wrote some in the car ride on Monday, but it kept devolving into porn, and not even, like, useful porn. Bad porn. Gross porn. Implausible-at-best, and not the kind of thing that stands up to rereading. Alas; I let myself write it to kind of… prime the pump, in hopes that more useful material would be forthcoming, but it seems not to have worked.
(What makes it so bad? Well, it really doesn’t even have characters in it. I try, but. No.)
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I don’t want to complain about the heat, it feels ungrateful to complain when so recently I was complaining about the cold. But I’m sort of. Confused, i guess. Has it always been like this, or didn’t there used to be a span of time between winter and summer where the temperatures were less extreme? or am I making that up?? wishful thinking maybe.
anyway it’s hot as fuckin’ balls at 10:45 pm. Maybe this is a year to bother installing the window unit air conditioner. We dont’ always bother, because it weighs 80 pounds and takes up the only window to the outside in the bedroom, and the cat yells so much we have to leave the door cracked, which is inefficient. But.
I tried to write today. I can’t do it, it’s sort of nothing. Very annoying.
I wrote some in the car ride on Monday, but it kept devolving into porn, and not even, like, useful porn. Bad porn. Gross porn. Implausible-at-best, and not the kind of thing that stands up to rereading. Alas; I let myself write it to kind of… prime the pump, in hopes that more useful material would be forthcoming, but it seems not to have worked.
(What makes it so bad? Well, it really doesn’t even have characters in it. I try, but. No.)
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