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August 4, 2011

Here we go again.


The A/C is broken again, second time in under a month. This is the Valley. In August. It's possible the cats and I will have to move to a hotel later so we don't die, and then eventually abandon this hellhole altogether for greener pastures in the Yukon.

I love Canadians, so it works out. Canadians are from Canadia, where I may live by Saturday if this situation gets any stickier.

Forget dating, love, romance, bringing sexy back, all that mumbojumbo. All I need is a man who can fix things. I think his name is Javier, he's 67, he is hopefully going to show up this week with tools and bring the coolness back to Chez Furball. Then I need a three-book deal, a pair of jeans that doesn't make my butt look like a Macy's parade float, and one of those pillows that conform perfectly to your head.

Achievable dreams, people. That is what I am about today. Let's start with cool air and work our way up.

Posted by laurie at August 4, 2011 10:29 AM