Patron-saint of the Bog.

[reddragdiva]

Sunday was spent on appalling quantities of domesticity. I caught up a little on the housework. redcountess and I got stuff done in the garden and put up a new bird feeder. I enjoyed the sun on my skin and the feeling of a fitter body. But you're still not getting my g*th card.

We were going to hit Homebase, but it occurred to Liz that Homebase on a Bank Holiday weekend would make Ikea seem pleasant. Some evening this week, perhaps.

arkady and I didn't make the Dev on Sunday evening, but we did Monday. Surprisingly large crowd for a Monday — we hypothesise post-Infest comedown. Arkady geeked music with flavius_m. She resolved to grab the USB interface for her MIDI controller keyboard from him and start putting up MP3s, and I resolved to put Rosegarden on tart and start my bad EBM career. SWOOOOOORDS.

Today it is about a Godzillion degrees. The Engrish still do not understand air conditioning, but I do have a fan on my desk at work.

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[sweh.livejournal.com]

In the early 90s I was onboard a ship installing some new computers, along with an American (originally from California, then living in the Florida Keys). The radio office was around 68F, which I found nice and comfortable and wore T shirts. My friend found it too cold and wore a coat!

The next year I went to Florida in November. We hit Disney; I wore shorts and T-shirt and the back of my neck got sun burnt. My friend and his son both wore coats and complained about the cold.