... make that motherfucking hot.

I'm trying to deal but I feel like such a wuss trying to hide from the heat. I used to pride myself on sucking up the heat and being all "desert people." But this is some crazy shit. More than week of highs over 100 (well over in some places), nights that don't go below 90 and humidity that just keeps going and going. I usually like the feel of the clear hot sun on my skin - at least in measured doses. but this makes me feel instantly icky.

So it's been more than a week of feeling icky with no place to hide. Either I take refuge in a place of business (bookstore, restaurant, my office or car) or lie around completely unable to do anything else but wish I were dead.

It's actually, actively stressing me out and that, in turn is making me cranky and depressive. Which is ohsohandy when dealing with heat issues...oh wait, no it's not.

A week ago I went to Labyrinth of Jareth and that was a lot of fun since someone else took care of the tickets and alcohol. I just had to squeeze into a tiny dress. I got a lot of compliments and yet I'm more hating of my body these days than ever. Feeling gross in it is pretty much all of the reason.

Yesterday got a bit down so I got hold of L and we went to Seal Beach and walked down to the pier. Good time that. Talking about all sorts of things, spying dolphins, staring at some incredibly hot boys as they boogie boarded, and browsing the one major gallery that houses her favorite painter.


I know that I've been more depressed lately. I'm puzzled by why. I don't really know, and moreover I'm confused by why now when things are going reasonbly well. But think about that too much and I'm depressed some more because my moods are broken and I'm not in any shape to fix them. The heat though... that adds to all the blah.