I'm tired, grouchy, not feeling great, and dammit, I want to get Out and do something, something interesting and fun preferrably but I'd settle for something with air conditioning.

Argh. Too damn hot.

I'm really in the mood to go out for soda and snacks, to go to Powell's Books, to go somewhere other than here.

It's too damn hot, had I mentioned that?

And I'm oddly paranoid today. It feels... hrm. For lack of a better word, it feels like there's a storm coming, and I know there's not one actually physically arriving; I wish there was, it would cool things down.

Something's wrong, and I don't know what it is.

Something's about to fall apart, and I don't know where to look for the danger, I don't know what to DO.

All I know right now is this:

It's too damn hot.