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What was I complaining about three months ago? Oh to feel heat again. I have given up any pretensions about finishing my nanovel. Actually it's not a nanovel, because I started pasting in a lot of song lyrics to eat up my word count. Then I was more interested in the lyrics than the story. Mostly, I just can't be bothered with it. Nanovel, poo, I have other things I'd rather do. My eyes itch, I had to wear my glasses today. Forecast calls for 8 degrees sometime soon. Allergens shouldn't be able to live in this weather so why are my eyes itching? I got home last night, my living room was 34 degrees. My dragon tree was wiltedly deadish, plum near froze. As had my pipes, alas. How could I have gone all last winter without my bathroom sink freezing? It was frozenish last night; I thawed it out (genius: add salt to melt the ice in the drain!), nothing burst. I called the property management place today asking for some pipe insulation, which they graciously approved. Also, my refrigerator had shut off - apparently refrigerators stop working when it's colder outside the fridge than inside. I had to work today, I usually don't work Mondays. I thought today was Tuesday all day, I was dreading going home, knowing I would be accosted by my jackass neighbor. But it's Monday! He doesn't get back till tomorrow! Tonight will be peaceful. (Perhaps it will be peachful as well.) I had to bake an apple pie last night because it was plum near thawed out in the damn freezer. My tailbone feels much better this week, thank you very much.
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