Jesse Loves Brady

May 12, 2004

THE HEAT!

Its hot. Dont get me wrong....I love that summer is here...the sunlight does wonders for the mood. Things are moving progressively slower down here in sunny Truro. The sightings of out of state license plates have increased, while the chances of pulling out of my street without a fifteen minute wait have decreased. My room is a balmy 90 degrees. I have taken all possible preventative measures. These include opening of skylights(and the swelling shut of my eyes from pollen), opening windows, turning on over head fan, leaving all doors open, and taking the flannel sheets off of my bed. Puffy shall remain, because you all know I cannot sleep without my down comforter. The chances of getting the maintenance man, AKA my dad to put my air conditioner in the window are about as good as my being able to run his boat for the day so he can do it. So I sit...and I sweat. No worries. Grandma is sick...that will teach her to go to foreign countries. I on the other hand feel like I am on crack. Ah the things doctors prescribe these days. I have never been on an upper, but I wonder if this is what it is like. Apparently because I havent done drugs...well atleast in like 5 years, my body is extremely sensitive to medications. Weeeee. Anywhoo....no word from Bridgewater...those bastards. I mean really....what do I have to do to get an education. I have sent in a request to get matriculated into the psych program at CCCC. As far as I can tell I am 3 classes from an AA in Psych. Then I will try to do joint admissions....and get in without having to deal with this crap. That means another year of Suffolk. What the heck...I can do it...I am strong...but I am trying not to think about it for right now. Brady has been extra fussy...heat is hard on him. He has had lots of hairballs lately. Because of his lack of a male influence in his life, I am trying to train him in "kill tactics". Unfortunately Brady does not possess the usual cat instincts, such as: pounce, kill, destroy...etc. I have been working hard to teach him these things...which as subsequently exhausted him...he is sound asleep as I type. Ah well...another day....hope its a good one for you!

Posted by Jesse at May 12, 2004 11:01 AM