tiredUgh. An unairconditioned house in Houston is uninhabitable.
Last night I was hot. HOT, sweaty, sticky and slimy. I had a hard time getting to sleep. And then when I finally dozed off, the cat peeked in my window, which was open to let air in, and meowed at me, waking me up. SHUT UP, STUPID CAT.
Today, we emptied the fridge (which is STILL leaking condensation on the floor) and packed. That process made me even sweatier. Ugh.
We're going to move into a motel. Mom got a room in a Best Western somewhere. I can't wait to get a shower.
Fucking Reliant Energy. Poorly named, they are.
I'm sure my mood will improve after I've been in the coolness, or kelth as
kurreltheraven calls it, a while, and had a shower. 