It's hot. And what sucks is that our house isn't so much hot as it is humid. So it can be cold, and you can still be sweating. It helps when I'm sitting right next to the vent. However, when you've been outside and you come in, it feels hot. And cold. It's like GoldBond (c). Which acts the same as IcyHot. Pervert.
Anyways; Jason is outside cleaning his conquest. Josh and Casey are playing Call of Duty, and as usual, Casey is instigating aggrivation in Josh's nerves, and I find that humerous, as always.
Buttons is over on his computer doing his usual thing. Nobody is sure what it is. It's a great mystery. When Buttons is here, but he's not in-game...nobody knows what is going on. One day, maybe we will discover the meaning. One fine day.
My Fiji waterbottle got owned. I dropped it on it's head, and now it's all bent up. Grr.
Off.
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