I've still not forgotten Lee's outburst.
Ah, woe was she on August 5th!
"You can't stand it, I know you can't stand it.
You can't stand it, you know you can't stand it.
You can't stand it.
You know you can't stand
THE HEAT."
The poor creature, trapped under the eaves in the Street...
Today, she's writing nicely about an intimate something we men can't talk about because ... well, because... ('Cry me a Rivah': Odessa sidewalk floods...)
Hmm... Stuck under my own roof in Losserand Road, I want that heatwave back. Now.
It is 6°C outside, not over 36° and rising, and I hate it. This is but the end of October and six degrees Celsius is already a dozen below the temperature where the hibernation instinct grips hold of me. Where the Wildcat is, it's worse! Snow already and about zero including windchill under a yuk sky if the reliable Wunderground is to be believed.
She may have got the heavy fisherman's jersey I posted by now, but whether she likes it is another question.
Great clothes are to her what software is to me: the lure of a hugely therapeutic shopping spree. I really don't much care how I dress as long as it's relatively decently and the garments don't clash.
Almost all my nicest clothes were chosen for me by other people, though occasionally I'm courageous.
But I'm a sucker for software as well as music. The magic 26th is behind us, the date on which I dare use my Visa card again, starting the cycle of bills that will be payable at the end of next month.
And I got lucky, after the bad run. Apple is replacing a dodgy iPod remote command for free. The whole of the exploding halogen lamp was taken back by the shop where I bought it two months ago. The man gave me a new one without a quibble.
Then, after a battle to track down somebody responsible at my ISP whom I could protest to about a spate of recent outages, the commercial director promised to slash my bill next month by half.
So this morning I ordered Panther from Apple, after all. A "family pack" for me and the Kid.
That means there will be no more major music purchases any time soon, but there are hints that Apple's iTunes music store online service may be extended to France by early next year.
I've wondered how Windows users have been getting on with iTunes and its like, and found somebody's answers in the "Diary of a legal music downloader" at TDavid's 'Things that ... make you go hmm' (blogrolled).
While I moan about the chill that seizes the flat even if I leave a little heating on overnight, TDavid's been concerned with California's fires and what bloggers have been saying.
Yesterday, somebody else sneaked into my blogroll. I came across Michelle when she commented on my latest review at Blogcritics. Born in Mainz, she's been around a bit since, according to a lifestory at her place I found most interesting. Today she was attacked by the postman (at Vacuity) when he hurled a packet at her.
It's an odd way of staying warm.
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