Too. Fucking. Hot. ...I use that as an entry title far too often.
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Can't sleep, too hot. Showered, butchered my hair (no convenient steam-proof mirror in the shower so I now have to wait until the bathroom unfogs to get it all even, I totally look like Tank Girl right now), and am debating what in the buggery-fuck I can do for solid food. Ice cream does not quite count, sadly. Gods, but my hair looks weird right now. And yes, after a cold shower, a radical choppery of hairlike things, and the possibility of a new horror flick tonight I am... calmer. Sorta. I still start bursting into tears at the stupidest moments, I still feel like someone is doing major road construction in, on, and around my pelvis, I still have a whopping headache... but hey, I'm clean and there is pepsi.
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