Hello!

It is a warm, warm day.
I have been driving for a long, long time.
My car retains heat very, very easily.
I perspire occasionally.
It is not pleasant.

Urgh.

A lot has been happening to me. I have been listening to Irene Cara and Cher a whole bunch. I think it is the sunstroke.

Stephen Clarke entertains. A Year in the Merde, indeed.

My nose is an unfortunate shade of ill. I think it is the sunstroke.

I need to find an engagement gift. I am too young to have friends getting married. What is acceptable these days?

I keep sticking to my chair and having to peel myself off. It is not very a-peeling. Ha. Ha. Ha. I made the same gag about half an hour ago talking to Amanda, and I think this proves that my brain is really not on any kind of sustained activity place. I think that should be in and not on, but I've come too far to back out now. So yes, Brain, you are slow and clumsy like the drunk mute.

I think it is the sunstroke.