I hate hot weather, I viscerally loathe it. What with all the cancelling and pushing and pulling of plans that's gone on in the last few hours and the sweltering temperature, this tiny blog post is about all I have in me.
That being said, I did finish Pirate Latitudes by Michael Crichton and it was a great romp that felt like it needed a few extra layers of polish, but then it was taken from his laptop unfinished after he'd died, so I guess that'd be why.
Here's hoping for cold.
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