Florida is TOO FUCKING HOT

For once, I’m getting up at this hour of the morning as opposed to still being up after a night of no sleep. I hit the sack early last night and stayed down for the count.

God, it felt good to be working again! Granted, it’s only one gig, but it’s something. If I can stretch this one out to a couple of more, I might be able to hold off the Return To Full Time Work a bit longer.

Hey, why wasn’t David Huang at Nats this year?

Too much thinking. I’m a go back to bed now for a bit. More later.

PS: No offense to my Floridian readers/friends, but even being in this outrageous place (the Boca Raton Resort and Club) has not made me like this state one bit more. Even when it’s cooler, I don’t like it here, and right now this SOUP they try to pretend is “air” is killing me.

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