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May. 24th, 2010
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Inside the house, it's 84 degrees fondly Fahrenheit. Outside, it's 10 degrees warmer, so this is an improvement. Also, there's an essentially unlimited supply of ice water. But this is May; these temperatures are unnatural, and trouble will come of it.
The air conditioning repair guy is coming tomorrow afternoon -- minimum charge $99, because the 5-year warranty expired last September.
I am such a wimp.
Also, I feel as if I've had a temporary stroke, because I had work for a crown done today, and the anesthetic is nowhere near wearing off -- the procedure went overtime, and I needed another dose when the dentist was close to done. (I am a wimp, redux.) Any type of speech that requires my lips to press together deforms my face in a manner that I'm attempting to consider fascinating.
The air conditioning repair guy is coming tomorrow afternoon -- minimum charge $99, because the 5-year warranty expired last September.
I am such a wimp.
Also, I feel as if I've had a temporary stroke, because I had work for a crown done today, and the anesthetic is nowhere near wearing off -- the procedure went overtime, and I needed another dose when the dentist was close to done. (I am a wimp, redux.) Any type of speech that requires my lips to press together deforms my face in a manner that I'm attempting to consider fascinating.