basically, i think the heat is melting all of our brains. don't believe me? here's some proof: my mom was actually worried about me finishing my homework on time, despite the ridiculous heat i still wanted to run (dehydration? what's that?), my dog actually sat when i said "sit" instead of flopping on her back for a belly rub, and i am completely incapable of focusing on my summer assignment. eh, so the last one doesn't back my statement up very well considering that would happen even if i lived in antarctica, but still. my brain is feeling a tad mushy. i think we should all move into an igloo. anyone got any connections with an eskimo?
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