June 29th, 2008
It's fucking hot. Two industrial fans are keeping up the airflow, but it's still hot. I'm drinking ice cold San Pelligrino Limonata with gin (Hendrick's, like you need to ask) but it's still hot. I cannot think. It's hot.
- Mood:hot
- Music:When The Sun Sets Down South // 1937-1938 by Sidney Bechet
