Hot. Just roughly ten days of over 95°F and night time low temps of 79°F. Daytime heat index has been over 100°F. I’m not complaining exactly, especially since it’s spposed to break tonight. At least for a few days. I’m looking forward to that. But it’s the kind fo heat that wears you down and I’ve already had so much going on, all the kind of stuff that wears your soul down and the heat just is making things worse, you know?
Also, PNW people, I know when I lived out west I said that poeple here didn’t understand that when it was hot in the PNW it was worse because weren’t used to it and no one had AC. I take it back. Sereiously. It’s hotter here, even with AC, and harder to bear. I am saying this, only because I am here. If I was there and it was hot like this, I’d probably go back to my original opinion. 🙂 I reserve the right to change my mind as often as I like.
And, I’ve said before, the weather in this part of the country still baffles me. I understand Seattle weather, how it lies between the mountains, how the clouds catch, why it rains, where the wind comes from, etc. In Tennessee things just don’t happen in way that seems normal to me. Cloud cover and night time don’t cool tempratures down. The hottest part of the day is at the wrong time and somewhat variable. Temps can drop, like they are right now, at 4 pm, on a clear and sunny day, for no reason other than a different weather system is coming in, unhindered by mountains and unchanged by oceans. I mean, I guess I understand it, it just feels so alien to me.
“Nonsense. Name a shrub after me. Something prickly and hard to eradicate.”
*SIGH* Oh Jack and Stephen, I love you so much.
So, uh, Im sitting here, reading some pretty hard science fiction and simultaneously watching Master and Commander. And suddenly I’m wishing the future was even more now. Where are my full text searchable databases of all the literature in the world? I have an impulsive desire to go look a specific line in the third book of O’Brian’s Aubrey-Maturin series (which is listed in some Amazon entries as “Aubrey/Maturin” HAHAHAHAHAHAHA) when I realize, oh, I don’t have any of those books here. And it’s too late on Sunday afternoon for me to go to the library. I suppose I could find an open Border’s books or something and look it up there, but that would mean putting on pants and brushing my hair. Too much effort. And in the other book I’m currently reading the tech allows almost anything to be searchable. And so here I am wishing for full text searchable databases of all literature.
When I was in college people acted like librarians would soon be an extinct thing of the past. Presumably because we’d all have these imaginary databases. I said, no in my lifetime. Tragically, it looks like I was right. Come on, technology, catch up!!
Normalcy begins tomorrow. I’ve been a wreck and I have no real desire to talk about why. I’ve been wavering in pattern of taking a day to try and equalize and recover myself, starting to regroup the next day and then either I do something to fuck up or some outside force interfers and I stumble and try again to take a day to recover myself and the cycle begins again, lather, rinse, repeat. Can’t go on forever and I’ve been seeing land on the horizon for a while. Land fall is tomorrow and so the rolling, tide-like cycle can end. Sorry for the nautical metaphors. The hazards of the combination of the book I’m reading and the movie I’m watching right now.
Wednesday is the next of the big dental apointments. And while th end is in sight, it’s still pretty far away. I reserve the right to still have an emotional meltdown after each apointment. I’ll probably come out of all of this needing therapy just to go into a dentist’s office again. Or maybe I’ll take my mom’s advice and take valium before the appointments. Not to be all drama queen or anything but the whole dental episode is still damn upsetting. I am very glad to have friends around. Everyone’s been very good to me and hopefully will continue to be even as I am prickly and unpleasent.
And all that said, I would give a lot, a whole lot to spend five days or a week alone at the beach when this is all over.
Crackjack Sister gets here tomorrow. I can recuperate and be touristy and half-way vacation at the same time. Having family here is the best because I never have to explain how I feel or why I’d do something a certain way. No, that’s not explaining it right. Suffice to say, I’m looking forward to relaxing with my sister. Sometimes there are Monday’s to look forward too.