8.01.2002

It's August. I woke up this morning and I could tell it was going to be a "scorcher." I think I would sell my soul for some central air at my house right now. The weather report said is was going to be hot as shit and humid as fuck today. Well, that's what the report was translated to inside my head. And it's 11:40 and I haven't heard the School of Fish song today.

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