So I went to the library to return my books. But instead............... I brought my lotion. Yes, that's right. Lotion. I had just slathered it on my poor pale legs and apparently just never put it down. I had, however, put my books in the bathroom. Where the lotion should be. I got all the way into the library before realizing it. Not just just to the back door, not just out to my car, not just to the library parking lot. Into the library, standing puzzled before the book return. I need more sleep. I haven't slept more than 4 hours the past 2 nights. Don't know what's up with that. Maybe on some subconscious level, I'm still scared of my A/C. I've rationalized the fear with my conscious brain. I figure I'm going to be hot either from the A/C catching the house on fire or because I've sweltered to death from the heat and humidity. Either way, I'm uncomfortable. But maybe my subconscious is trying to keep me alive. Damn my subconscious.

Speaking of heat... Off to swelter in Dallas. Although how much worse can it be? It's 94 here today. Fun.

SOTD: REM, At My Most Beautiful

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