The Dog-Shit Days of Summer

If I were in a better mood, I would never have bothered with this entry today.  It's my day off, but I am busier than ever with planning school work for my students, cleaning up the house, exercising, avoiding certain roommates (see last entry), finding a place that has an A/C and few(er) flies than my own place, and watching the World Cup wind down. The thing that keeps me going is the prospect that the current heatwave is going to turn into something that is a little easier to handle, that certain roommates will move out soon, and the work that I have been doing will pay off.

Ahh, summer...  This may be the worst time of the year for someone like me.  I am forced to relax, take it easy, nap and do less to save myself the embarrassment of collapsing in public with heatstroke.  Not something that I am really capable of; I was raised by workaholics and the genes stuck.  Only good thing is not having my own computer at home.  Being here or at the school office typing stuff out works for me (commuting and writing my thoughts out).  Being at home in the furnace that is my room does not (I have sweated off at least a pound a night this week - at least I don't have to jog too often).

Okay, now I'm feeling drowsy.  Should stop here.