we are not lost

Aubrey; also Birdie.
Student and writer. Polyamorous and really gay. Chronically ill.
Local queen of cait sidhe. Powered by caffeine, anxiety, and spite.
mortalcity: Natasha Romanova: bandaged, drinking tea, sitting in front of a wall of guns. (Marvel | so.)
[personal profile] mortalcity
...so the temperature in the house got up to 94-96 degrees yesterday. Mal's mother chased us out of the house and drove us to the library before we got heat stroke, but I still don't quite feel well, and basically collapsed as soon as I got home. And slept for fourteen hours. Maybe more. Ugh.

At least I woke up to a nice storm and much cooler temperatures so that's not a problem today. Thank you, Ororo.

Now I desperately need to do something productive today, to make up for everything I didn't do yesterday. Blargh.
Date: 2014-06-11 06:08 pm (UTC)

storyinmypocket: ([mood - fucked] greater horrors)
From: [personal profile] storyinmypocket
Ugh. I know that feel all too well.

*thinks all the pleasant cool thoughts at you she can*
Date: 2014-06-12 06:51 am (UTC)

princeelmo: (Default)
From: [personal profile] princeelmo
oh gosh, that sounds awful D: heat does me in pretty bad, too. but storms!! storms are fantastic. but maybe not so fantastic if it is flooding :c