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Ain't No Cure For The Summertime Blues
June 08, 2004 - 8:49 a.m.

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It's hot and stuffy and close.

I feel a little silly about bringing my air conditioner up already - it's only early June - but sleeping in my little apartment is miserable. The ceiling fan is struggling valiantly, but the air is molasses and will not be moved. I'm afraid the fan blades will snap off trying to move the thick mass of it.

Oh, how I miss winter.

Whinge, whine, moan.

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