Heat and miserableness.
San Diego, I know, doesn’t have the kind of heat that Nevada has, but when you’ve lived your whole life in a part of the state that hardly ever sees temperatures above eighty, ninety to one hundred degree whether is like living in a damn furnace!
I tell my roommates every day that I’m dying and I’m just going to evaporate away. Because that’s what it feels like. We don’t use the air conditioner in the house because it’s bloody expensive and most of us are poor, over taxed students, so we just have the windows open and the fans going all day and all night. It only starts becoming tolerable around about ten o’clock at night, and then only barely.
On top of it, I feel bloated and disgusting, which only makes the heat worse, and my abdomen muscles are trying to eat themselves, as they do around this time, so I’ve been in a ton of pain the last two days.
Wednesday, the solution was to drink an entire case of Black Star with one of the roommates. Today, it’s to moan and groan and be at work because at least work is cool and I’m not dying all day long.
God I hate the heat. I want to go north until it’s over!
Okay. I’m done whining about the heat for now.
We are going to Disneyland tomorrow!
I haven’t been to Disneyland in at least ten years. I’m pretty sure it was with my mom and sister last time, which was before the sister was married with three kids.
Wow. It’s been forever.
Two gooder than good things about this particular visit to Disneyland.
First:
And I sort of hate myself for this, but I really, really, really dislike my younger cousin’s girlfriend. She’s a bitch. Yes she is. I don’t know how so young a person can be so completely mean all the time, but she pulls it off like a pro. I hate the way she speaks to Aunt Susan, I hate how condescending she is to Tanner (my cousin), she doesn’t actually talk, but snaps at people like she’s always angry, and she’s a know-it-all about everything. An arrogant know-it-all. Not just in the sense that she’s sure she knows everything, but in the sense that she’s sure she knows everything and everyone else is hopelessly stupid for NOT knowing that she knows everything.
Being around her for any length of time is like having teeth unceremoniously yanked from my jaws and shoved down my throat.
She is not going with us. This is good.
🙂
Second:
Andy is going with us. I didn’t think he would be able to request the time off because it’s the height of the tourist season and he’s been working stupidly long hours at Sea World.
But not so!
I’m not one to be unusually squealy about something. Not usually, and certainly never, ever, ever where other people can whitness it. But I’ll admit I had an inward girly squeal when I found out. A very short and small one, but one none the less.
So yeah, there’s that!
It’s going to be fun! I can’t wait!
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In other news, I have finally ordered a dvd copy of Mio in the Land of Faraway!
This is one of the fantasy movies that I grew up watching and I loved it! It’s originally Swedish I think, or at least it’s about a boy in Sweden who finds his way to a magical land where he learns that his real father is actually the King of Faraway. But the land is threatened by an evil knight (Christopher Lee…Count Dooku anyone?) who has a heart of stone, literally, and whose castle has a swarm of birds flying around it that are actually transformed children. The boy’s friend is named Jum-Jum (pronounced Yum-Yum), and it’s the first character I ever saw Christian Bale play.
It was difficult finding a decent English copy that wasn’t stupidly expensive. On both Amazon and Ebay there are people selling copies of it for 200 dollars! Can you believe that?
But I managed to find a vague online movie seller who had it for ten dollars with 5.00 shipping, so everything turned out alright. It was a US provider too, so it won’t take too long to get to me.
And lastly, I’m going to be Sally from A Nightmare Before Christmas for Halloween. Dyed hair and everything. It’s going to be awesome.