It's Hot
It's hot and sticky, just hot and sticky. I can't sleep. I'm liking summer less and less and we haven't got into the full detrimental effects of global warming yet. It's going to be putrid.
We're never going to sleep again. Ever, in our lives.
Melbourne is really humid now, where once it never was. It used to cool down at night, but not any longer.
I wish I had more pot. I guess that's not the answer.
We're all going to have to move to Tasmania, and cohabitate with the two heads.
We're never going to sleep again. Ever, in our lives.
Melbourne is really humid now, where once it never was. It used to cool down at night, but not any longer.
I wish I had more pot. I guess that's not the answer.
We're all going to have to move to Tasmania, and cohabitate with the two heads.
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