
Good day to you, sexy servings of oh my sweet sweaty balls of Baphomet it's way too hot outside! *pants, fanning herself*
I never agreed to this bullshit! *takes off her top, fanning her sweaty breasts* Never.... ugh! If there is, indeed, a "god" whoever it is, they're an asshole. *groans, sipping her drink* Seriously... To my knowledge, there was no vote, no questionnaire sent to my home... *tugs on her bra* I received no email, no Instant message, nothing... just one day- BLAM- Supah-hot-nasty weather giving me sweat in places it should never be without the aid of another willing participant...
BLEAUGCKH..... *sticks out her tongue* Thppt....
Anypoop... Ugh... *rolls her eyes* It's this time of year when the extremes of temperatures start to really show their ugly, sticky, muggy, gross little head and our household is once again divided along the lines of tolerance for temperature variance. On one hand, Ahriman and Chrissie are both rather comfortable in sunny, warm weather, whereas Dratis and I are both much MUCH happier when it's a bit more chilly. To be more accurate, his nickname is "The Frost Wolf" and my minty-borg-collective-pale ass will burst into flames in direct sunlight. By contrast, Chrissie lays in the sunlit windows like a solar-powered kitty-kat and Ahriman is a card-carrying member of the Fire Kingdom, I'd swear... *huffs*
SO... this can often result in some comical exchanges between our two camps. From "Who Changed the Goddamn thermostat again?!" wars of obfuscation to the gaining and removing of clothing worthy of a chase scene to wrap up an episode of Benny Hill, the summertime is never dull for us...
I hope that you are in the AC wherever you are, lovely watcher. Winter is coming, so say the Starks but dammit, it AIN'T a-comin' fast enough for my liking.... *retreats into her skunk-nest with a bag of ice and a tall drink*
I never agreed to this bullshit! *takes off her top, fanning her sweaty breasts* Never.... ugh! If there is, indeed, a "god" whoever it is, they're an asshole. *groans, sipping her drink* Seriously... To my knowledge, there was no vote, no questionnaire sent to my home... *tugs on her bra* I received no email, no Instant message, nothing... just one day- BLAM- Supah-hot-nasty weather giving me sweat in places it should never be without the aid of another willing participant...
BLEAUGCKH..... *sticks out her tongue* Thppt....
Anypoop... Ugh... *rolls her eyes* It's this time of year when the extremes of temperatures start to really show their ugly, sticky, muggy, gross little head and our household is once again divided along the lines of tolerance for temperature variance. On one hand, Ahriman and Chrissie are both rather comfortable in sunny, warm weather, whereas Dratis and I are both much MUCH happier when it's a bit more chilly. To be more accurate, his nickname is "The Frost Wolf" and my minty-borg-collective-pale ass will burst into flames in direct sunlight. By contrast, Chrissie lays in the sunlit windows like a solar-powered kitty-kat and Ahriman is a card-carrying member of the Fire Kingdom, I'd swear... *huffs*
SO... this can often result in some comical exchanges between our two camps. From "Who Changed the Goddamn thermostat again?!" wars of obfuscation to the gaining and removing of clothing worthy of a chase scene to wrap up an episode of Benny Hill, the summertime is never dull for us...
I hope that you are in the AC wherever you are, lovely watcher. Winter is coming, so say the Starks but dammit, it AIN'T a-comin' fast enough for my liking.... *retreats into her skunk-nest with a bag of ice and a tall drink*
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I can't say precisely how bad it is up there compared to my neck of the woods, but if you lived in Louisiana, I expect you know what the climate around here is like. Not only is it hot, it's fucking humid. Walk outside and the oxygen is so thick you feel like you're underwater or that sticky feeling you get when you get out of the shower, but like ALL the time. There is no air, you're breathing soup! Another 20 years and we're gonna develop gills! At least then we can start building homes in the Gulf of Mexico to get out of this broiling "BULLSHIT", as you so accurately put it. Even worse when your car doesn't have working AC. ;~;
GAUGH!... Oh.. no... NO.... no... no. *shakes her head* NO... No... When I lived in New Orleans, I did not go out during the day unless I absolutely had to. The humidity there was like walking through an armpit.
I can only imagine Mississippi would be about the same, closer you get to the coastline.
I'm sorry, love. *pulls you into the ice fort* No AC would be the death of me lately. UGH...
I can only imagine Mississippi would be about the same, closer you get to the coastline.
I'm sorry, love. *pulls you into the ice fort* No AC would be the death of me lately. UGH...
Well my wife is enjoying the 68 degree weather out right now,me I am not very comfortable cause I am used to the southern heat right about now. I prefer weather that is in the 75 degree zone,any lower and sadly my body can't really handle it very well and I get cold. But I handle it as best I can with wearing extra clothing and a blanket cause my wife literally gets ill from the heat,and I'd rather freeze my tits and ass off then see her feel bad.
So,apparently if you live here in the North you have cooler weather all year long! But beware if it does get warmer,because the humidity in Arkansas is the kind that makes you sweat,but here it not only makes you sweat it is muggy so it makes it so fucking hard to breathe....
Edit- Oh and we don't have an ac unit at all cause these places where built around the 1960 era,so no central heat and air,and an AC unit would send the electricity bill skyrocketing into outer space,and we so can't afford that... so if it gets too hot,we endure usually by laying on the tile fucking floor with a fan.
So,apparently if you live here in the North you have cooler weather all year long! But beware if it does get warmer,because the humidity in Arkansas is the kind that makes you sweat,but here it not only makes you sweat it is muggy so it makes it so fucking hard to breathe....
Edit- Oh and we don't have an ac unit at all cause these places where built around the 1960 era,so no central heat and air,and an AC unit would send the electricity bill skyrocketing into outer space,and we so can't afford that... so if it gets too hot,we endure usually by laying on the tile fucking floor with a fan.
I remember my few times in the US: Kansas and Texas and Oklahoma. Oklahoma was the best, Kansas and especially Texas was horrible: I came during a heat wave, temps about 110 outside... We used to do house-car-place and place-car-house, parking as close to the shade as we could, and I would have made love to whomever made the AC works so quickly in the car it took less than a minute to cool down, and also even the freaking seat had AC!!! So the leather didn't stuck to my fat bare legs when I wore my shorts, which was like, every day, because it was cooled too!
Though, I'd probably create a third camp in your home: for me 65 is a good temperature, just warm enough.
P.S.: You bloody Americans! Will you switch to Celsius and the decimal system already? You're like the only big country in the world still using the outdated and confusing Fahrenheit and Imperial system. Yeah, UK doesn't count as a big country anymore, they've become small by leaving the EU, and they'll pay dearly for their mistake.... *Evil grin.* *Goes back to nursing the cold glass of Cherry Coke.*
Though, I'd probably create a third camp in your home: for me 65 is a good temperature, just warm enough.
P.S.: You bloody Americans! Will you switch to Celsius and the decimal system already? You're like the only big country in the world still using the outdated and confusing Fahrenheit and Imperial system. Yeah, UK doesn't count as a big country anymore, they've become small by leaving the EU, and they'll pay dearly for their mistake.... *Evil grin.* *Goes back to nursing the cold glass of Cherry Coke.*
Texas... *groans* I lived in Garland and Dallas both for a time and I recall very little clearly besides it taking forever to get anywhere and that it was HOT... gross-hot... disgusting, sweating in bad places hot... Which, yes, it only got worse because to even drive across to the other side of the highway was a forty-five minute trip through all manner of nonsense.
Sometimes, when I'm tired, I will get cold fairly easily. On those days I'd likely be in the camp with you, though likely nuzzled in a blanket or twelve on the couch...
I do hereby, on behalf of the obstinate and self-important shmucks in this country I reside in, do humbly and sincerely apologize for the continued use of the wank-fuckery that are the metrics of our measurement. I acknowledge that it is a stupid and self-indulgent practice which holds us and by some degree of extension, the rest of the world back. Please accept copious amounts of sexual gratification of your choice from my person as recompense for this egregious and imbecilic action... *throws her arms wide*
Sometimes, when I'm tired, I will get cold fairly easily. On those days I'd likely be in the camp with you, though likely nuzzled in a blanket or twelve on the couch...
I do hereby, on behalf of the obstinate and self-important shmucks in this country I reside in, do humbly and sincerely apologize for the continued use of the wank-fuckery that are the metrics of our measurement. I acknowledge that it is a stupid and self-indulgent practice which holds us and by some degree of extension, the rest of the world back. Please accept copious amounts of sexual gratification of your choice from my person as recompense for this egregious and imbecilic action... *throws her arms wide*
*Happily goes into your arms and throws a blanket over the camera to keep the sexual gratifications that follows a private affair.*
That being said, the confusion over measurement systems caused the loss of several spatial probes, including a couple that were heading to Mars. Millions of $ and € lost because someone entered a speed or an altitude in miles instead of kilometers or the contrary...
That being said, the confusion over measurement systems caused the loss of several spatial probes, including a couple that were heading to Mars. Millions of $ and € lost because someone entered a speed or an altitude in miles instead of kilometers or the contrary...
Well for me love you can blame growing up in the river basin part of west Tenn, we seldom had air conditioning growing up and I used to run around in the woods, during the summer, with a full military pack and coat on rather than be at home. Then it wasn't until I was in my bloody 30's that I had a car with air conditioning and add working in warehouses and factories..... Yeah, anything less than 75 is cold to me. Sorry.
I'm sorry my need for the cool is unpleasant, darling... *frets* I know it makes you uncomfortable. I recall when we lived together with Willie, didn't you work in a factory then? Something about ... fiberglass or... something? You talked about it a few times but we weren't very close back then and my brain was generally in someone else's pants anyways so... *shrugs, sheepish grin*
Yeah, I worked for a fiberglass production factory for awhile, but it was too hot even for me, plus I heard the horror stories from the other workers who had to pay out of pocket to have fiberglass dye extracted from their sinuses. Mostly I worked at the brass and copper mill here in town, molding and cutting copper piping and brass fittings. Hot humid nasty work, but not too bad since it was overnight you only had the in plant heat to worry about not daytime heat + melting lead heat.
I get this image in my head of something akin to a foundry full of Orks, toting around bales of stuff and glowing red stuff dribbling from thing to thing... the kind of setting for the backdrop to a really good blacksmith scene in a fantasy movie... or maybe an 80's metal band video.
More like your 80's metal video of the inside of a foundry or factory. Clouds of steam and showers of sparks going everywhich way and guys with so much grease and schmutz on them it was impossible to tell their ethnicity by looks alone. I would get home and have to carefully wash the chunks and slivers of metal out of my hair, and then pat around and find the slivers that had actually buried themselves in my scalp as they came back down from the pipe saw I ran most of the time.
According the my mother I've always been the lover of cold. I'd run around outside in the winter and freak my grand mother out when you could still count my age on one hand. My mom would always have to tell her to calm down so that she wouldn't feel the need to force me into jacket and such.
Reminds me a bit of my grandam on my mother's side. I don't know that I ever knew her real name, only my mum's nick-name for her. *snofts* I know very little except that she did snuff and went insane at some point before I was born, a part of some manner of terminal condition....
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LOL yup the thermostat wars are strong around here.
It does not help there is a major temperature difference upstairs vs downstairs. I have put a thermometer on the wall here so that I would have scientific proof the "core temperature" at the thermostat is a lie - this - which was shocking and disbelieved at first, unfortunately has become old news and ignored.
Setting the AC at 68 OMG I WISH, 70 is considered "cold", "72" is really 78 upstairs, and often it is mysteriously set HIGHER to "73" which may not sound so bad except it produces a increase to 82, or EVEN "74", which results in equal to temperature outside (WHY did we have AC again?) MINUS the occasional natural breeze, and therefore uninhabitable by mammalian life in ways nature never intended.
It does not help there is a major temperature difference upstairs vs downstairs. I have put a thermometer on the wall here so that I would have scientific proof the "core temperature" at the thermostat is a lie - this - which was shocking and disbelieved at first, unfortunately has become old news and ignored.
Setting the AC at 68 OMG I WISH, 70 is considered "cold", "72" is really 78 upstairs, and often it is mysteriously set HIGHER to "73" which may not sound so bad except it produces a increase to 82, or EVEN "74", which results in equal to temperature outside (WHY did we have AC again?) MINUS the occasional natural breeze, and therefore uninhabitable by mammalian life in ways nature never intended.
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