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Tuesday, June 07, 2005

I Hate Global Warming

Ninety degrees in early June is not okay. It is eyeliner-meltingly hot and I prefer my eyeliner to be on my eyes, not running down my cheeks. So I'm cranky and really missing Buffalo. Say what you want about the massive piles of snow we have at least six months of the year, the summers are very lovely.

I'm melting and my AC keeps blowing the fuse in the bedroom. Stupid old rowhouse wiring. I've been biking since I'll be just as sweaty if I walk and I can't bear to be moving outdoors very long anyway. Nothing says "ready for lab" like coming in dripping with sweat and bike chain grease.

Brilliant thunderstorm last night, though. It was fun to watch from the 14th floor of BRB (where the post-lame SIB retreat dinner was), at least until the rain started coming in the roof. Good thing my lab is here in this impenetrable Cold War-era fortress. I may not have windows but I don't get rained on either. Especially fun was the four glasses of wine, free! And then the quizzo and $6 pitchers. Because neuroscientists aren't afraid to get trashed on a Monday and then do rat brain surgery the next day. Shaky hangover hands just increase the degree of difficulty.


Blogger The Retropolitan said...

There was another post here, about Canada or something, right? Am I insane?

Have I been drinking again?

8:41 PM  
Blogger cara said...

Look! It's back! It just got eaten a little.

10:14 AM  

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