You might ask me, if you were an especially astute reader, from whence I got the idea that maybe it is irresponsible and unhealthy for me to commute to work and school in my car. You might wonder if it is solely the influence of one woman with a particularly well developed social and environmental conscience. No, it wasn’t just her.
Like all good stories, this one starts with my testicles.
This is a little scary, I got all crazy hot in class today and stopped sweating again, despite drinking another two liters of water. How much am I paying to slowly roast in a classroom with no air conditioning?
I wrote another post, but it’s embarrassingly lurid. I might have to run it through a few revisions. I dunno. I just want to go lie down on the couch and drink lemonade until the next guy comes to see the red car. Then, after he leaves I will call up Paul #2 and tell him to bring a trailer and a fat check. Paul #2 drives a 2005 Subaru WRX STi with all wheel drive and 300hp. He let me drive it yesterday and it was deliriously awesome, yet I knew right off that I didn’t want a car like that for myself. It was just way too fast.
Speaking of cars, it’s really easy for me to say things like “we should go ethanol” or “hybrids are getting there, but I think that they could have a lot more to offer than they currently do” or “fuel cells just displace the extraction of energy from fuel from individual vehicles to centralized power plants.” Walking away from ease and convenience of hopping in the car? Not so easy. I still think that all new homes and businesses in sunburnt parts of the country should be required to have solar panels in direct proportion to their square footage. Power companies should be required to accept excess power back into the grid and pay or credit users for it. Extra juice could be harnessed to do things like generate hydrogen for fuel cells, which would be a way that power companies could stockpile energy.
I don’t know where that came from. I’m gonna go lie down for a while.
Either it cooled off or I did. I’m almost done with my third liter of water tonight. The homework is done, and the Corporation was a terrific movie.
See? Normal:
Oh, hey, let’s ask google what we should know about heat exhaustion.
What are the symptoms?
Okay, hallucinations are heat stroke.
I was lying there in bed trying to get my head clear for some homework, when I just felt… too hot. We have a crazy infrared forehead thermometer in the closet downstairs, and I take any excuse that I can find to use it. Down I went, and… 100 degrees! Shouldn’t I be sweating? I’m not wearing pants, why am I so hot?
I don’t think that I should have let that monkey bite me.
I have consumed over two liters of water today and I am just beat in general. Too much actual work, class, emailing and attempting selling of cars. Get your bids in soon, because Paul was ready to buy. It was all just moving so fast. I mean, I posted it on a whim.
I’m firing up Corporation and doing some homework. I will be up late.
Stan will not stop freaking out about Karl Rove. Conveniently for me, I have the Daily Show to help me temper my hatred with peace. Jon Stewart said “the sideways winky face.” I win! ;)
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Remember when we hit 115mph? I’m listening to our song right now, sweetie.
It’s better this way.
I was unable to find the full lyrics to Complicated Fun by the Suicide Commandos online, so I took the liberty of transcribing them for everyone. Corrections are appreciated. I used to hear this on the radio all the time.
It was easy back in treatment I got the sympathy I need
I told ‘em I was really smart and everyone agreed
We drink some beers and crack some jokes and that was quite enough
But I’m a whole lot older now and now the novelty’s worn offThe new wave is the old wave ‘cause we know it all by heart
We’re looking for an anthem that we haven’t torn apart.
We gotta have fun. Fun. Fun fun fun fun. Fun fun fun fun.Now the future ain’t tomorrow, now the changes have begun
We’ve gotta get a handle on some complicated fun
You show me where the plug is and I’ll recharge on the run
We’ve gotta get a handle on some complicated fun
So we rock!Ah the future ain’t tomorrow, now the changes have begun
We’ve gotta get a handle on some complicated fun
Hoo! Ha! Hoo! Ha! Hoo! Ha! Hoo! Ha!The future ain’t tomorrow, now the changes have begun
We’ve got to get a handle on some complicated fun
I’m getting some spray paint and totally doing this. Why not? I have two.
For sale: one maroon 1996 Subaru Impreza LX. 2.2L, manual transmission. Some front end damage, includes replacement body parts and some spares. Needs engine and suspension work.
Babied.
Tim Burton is a genius! I was laughing uncontrollably during Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. Stan was not as amused. I think that the movie was just too crazy for him.
Tonight I will be watching either the Corporation or the Motorcycle Diaries. Either way I will finally go over to the Red Menace. Mmmm… delicious communism.
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