wilting

It is so freaken hot!!!!!!!! I came out to the living-room to write on OD and check up on my bookmarks, and I do believe it’s hotter in here than it was in my bedroom.

Gonna go back in my bedroom and lay on the bed in front of the fan, and watch LAW & ORDER:Criminal Intent. I suppose I ought to drink some water so that I don’t get a headache again tonight. Yck.

K’s brakes went in his truck, and he was spending his lunch hour trying to fix them. If he can’t, I’ll be getting a phone call in an hour or so to go and pick him up.

Apparently this morning, K told me to call his mom. He should know by now that anything I say in the morning will NOT be remembered. Sleeping meds, remember? So he calls this afternoon, and tells me I was supposed to give his mom a call, and didn’t I remember saying I would this morning? Silly man.

She called me and shame on me for not calling. WTF?! She picked up the phone and called me, was that so hard? Pfft…..She was calling (or being called, depends on how you look at it) because she wanted me to give her a ride to Walmart. I told her that I wasn’t going out today, it was too damn hot. She suckered me into going to pick her up tomorrow morning. "It would be better if it was really early in the morning" she says, and I say that I cannot get up early in the morning, so it would have to be around 9 or 10am, she says "okay", and then asks me to give her a call before I leave to pick her up.

At this point, I hate the damned phone, I’m hot, I’m sticky, and I am NOT in a sociable mood – but, I feel that I have to "make nice" for several reasons. One being that she is K’s mother, another one is that she is elderly, you ALWAYS respect your elders, and the last one being that I have a very hard time saying "no" when someone expects something of me. Lame.

Anyway, going back in my room where there is minimum air flowage, and wilt in the face of the t.v.

Catch you all later,

~kat