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1 August 2006 10:57 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
in_steadMy family is wandering around going, "It's so hot! It's so humid! 38°C with the humidity! We're going to die!"
And, really, I don't find it so bad. Sure, it's hot, but it's not anywhere near unbearable. I have yet to resort to shorts -- I'm holding the line at lightweight capris while my sister is wandering around in boxer shorts and her swimsuit top and my father is wearing his worn-thin Tilley shorts, which amount to nothing more than boxer shorts, really, and has given up on tops entirely. My mother got up at the crack of dawn to get everything done before the heat of the day and tried, unsuccessfully, I might add, to get me up so that I might do the same.
I was wondering what was wrong with me that I really don't find it so bad.
Then, I remembered.
Oh, yeah. Right!
And, really, I don't find it so bad. Sure, it's hot, but it's not anywhere near unbearable. I have yet to resort to shorts -- I'm holding the line at lightweight capris while my sister is wandering around in boxer shorts and her swimsuit top and my father is wearing his worn-thin Tilley shorts, which amount to nothing more than boxer shorts, really, and has given up on tops entirely. My mother got up at the crack of dawn to get everything done before the heat of the day and tried, unsuccessfully, I might add, to get me up so that I might do the same.
I was wondering what was wrong with me that I really don't find it so bad.
Then, I remembered.
Oh, yeah. Right!
