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I think it hit 120 degrees today |
PoetryIsLife
since 2001-10-27
Posts 1763...in my boxers... |
And our air conditioner broke. On the night of my 18th birthday. We were hosing down today it was so hot... ~Titus I think we're getting it fixed soon, though. A day or two, when they make it out here. "I want you to hit me as hard as you can." No, really, I do. |
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Skyfire
since 2000-12-27
Posts 3381Riding |
Quit complaining, I have no rain for my horses grass, so I have to buy two more tonnes of hay than I usually do (alright my dad does, but I'm going to give him money) *hugs* wish I had air conditioning... oh wait, I do, my room's in the basement beneath the ground *grin* it's quite cool down there... EMAIL ME |
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PoetryIsLife
since 2001-10-27
Posts 1763...in my boxers... |
Hay? Hay?? Once again, I say... 120 degress of pure, uninhibited heat burning down on you. ~Titus "I want you to hit me as hard as you can." No, really, I do. [This message has been edited by PoetryIsLife (07-14-2003 01:57 AM).] |
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Larry C
since 2001-09-10
Posts 10286United States |
Rhonda has horses? She's the coolest er I mean hottest! And where was this 120* at? If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane, I'd walk right up to heaven and bring you home again. |
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PoetryIsLife
since 2001-10-27
Posts 1763...in my boxers... |
Phoenix, same as you. Or at least Arizona, same as you. Mesa, to be specific. Imagine pulling down/putting up siding in this... though it's awful muggy today. ~Titus "I want you to hit me as hard as you can." No, really, I do. [This message has been edited by PoetryIsLife (07-14-2003 01:37 PM).] |
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Jaime
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MemberPosts 250 |
Yeah, Paul often had to work from 4 in the morning to 12 at night in weather like that. It sounds horrible. the faeries creep into my hair at night leaving it in terrible knots |
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Larry C
since 2001-09-10
Posts 10286United States |
Titus, I'm in another heat wave! Portland, Oregon where it's 90* and they're whining and I'm lovin' it. If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane, I'd walk right up to heaven and bring you home again. |
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