Tuesday, September 2, 2008



The death of life. When the sun boils down onto mortals, who shield themselves with fragile hands, feeling the flesh burn away in the face of divinity. When only one thought permeates through one's head:

Why the hell don't I have an air conditioner?

September 2, Honolulu, HI, temperature forecast: 84-90, with humidity climbing.

Uck. Welcome to paradise.

1 comment:

Ruthanne said...

Yeah, why don't you have an air conditioner in Hawaii? Oh and boo hoo you're in Hawaii. How awful.