southham was taking the piss out of me today…
'how was your evening?'
'gross I haven't been dry since I left this place last night and I'm just feeling comfortable in my own skin again'
'awwwww mate… the weather is here'
'my AC cooling tower is broke so its just hot in my place'
'ahhh… you americans and your heat'
he wasn't wrong but it doesn't make me any dryer than I'm feeling right now.
truth is, I haven't felt dry since I left the office and I have no prospects of feeling as much until I'm back in the box.
but for what it's worth, the heat in my apartment has driven me outside and here I sit…
watching the sun go down…
beer in hand…
thinking that if the world ended tomorrow, this is where I'd prefer to sit for it.
I'm gonna lose this view…
so I'll make the most of it…
and I'll dry off tomorrow back in the shit.
—the bastard
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