Indie, the bed-hog.

Ever since I got home from Asia-area of the world... :

Here. Here is where I was. In case you're curious.
Reference: Google image search.

... it has been HOT and STICKY here in Canada. 

Not like... 'oooh, I'm feeling sexy' - hot and sticky, no. 

More like 'sweet summery jesus, why are my thighs producing more sweat than any other part of my body? since when did i become the texture of microwaved greasy bacon' - hot and sticky.

You'd think being in Maldives for 2 weeks would make me accustomed to sweltering temperatures, but boyfriend made quick works of the elements by maintaining an icebox-like environment in our room... so I was spoiled. 

I have two fans in this house (though I have never known where they came from... but its too hot to question their mysterious appearance - fuck that, I'm warm) but neither of them are holding a candle to the sweet succulent memory of air conditioning. 

... to be honest I don't even know where I'm going with this contemplation. I'm just HOT right now. HOT AND STICKY ... and i'm not even wearing pants! I boycotted pants LONG ago but we're beyond that. 

Long story short, I need a pool.

But instead I'll settle for my dog licking my arm in her weird manner that makes me uncomfortable and awkward but no matter what I do or how far I edge across the couch she keeps doing it. 

And if that don't turn ur crank I dunno what will. 

heart heart,

-A.