so today is march 8th.

winter's not even over, not officially anyway, so imagine my surprise when the temperature climbed into the 90s today. the temp didn't bother me so much, in fact, i didn't even really think it was that hot simply because all the natives were going on about how hot it was and i know what wusses they are when it comes to weather, normally when the temperature climbs over 80 it's cause to talk about how hot it is and ponder moving to cooler climes.

in any case, it was kinda nice to get a shot of the summer so early, and it's the kind of thing that brought back a sort of applied memory, a few of them in fact. like that summer in college when i worked for 7-11 and had lunch outside in the courtyard every day until it became absolutely unbearable, which ended up being about 103. there was that and the time my brother and i were driving around on a sunday afternoon that was over a hundred degrees and the car started to overheat, so we had to turn the heater on, which is remarkably similar to the time i was with him and we had a tire that happened to go flat on the freeway on the way home. as if that wasn't enough, when i was changing the tire, one of the bolts broke.

i don't seem to have the best of luck on hot days, makes me wonder why i'm such a fan.

feeling: conflicted
thinking of: luck
music: "it's not the heat, it's the humanity" bouncing souls