kragore | 12:30 am - do you know what temp. it is?

I do. It's 90* in my bedroom. So hot that while I made the effort to go to bed, it was all for naught. here I am back again. Looking at the screen, quietly tapping in thoughts over the humm of the fans. They aren't doing much good, (the fans.) Just kinda pushing hot air from one side of the room and back again.
Ahh well.
Made salmon for dinner tonight. It wasn't bad. Too bad that cooking today was something akin to the first layer of hell. Corn came out pretty good too. and I have left overs for lunch. yay!
Was happily bestowed a gift today. Now I too can have pretty ponies up on my wall! However, it's far to hot to get excited about much of anything right now, so I'll save it for later...

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Varju,
come and stay a while.
Rest yourself.

Explain to me the universe,
as seen through your black eye.
Is it as full of pain,
as we see it?
As full of opportunity lost?

Or is it just so much carrion,
opportunity in the making?

You dance lightly today,
my friend.
Is it that even in your infinite wisdom,
you too are appalled?

Rise and fly them to the stars,
Chosen of Fire.
They need your guidance now.

I shall sit,
and sing them to the stars;
home.

- K