Ugh. Our air conditioning went out yesterday. It couldn’t have gone out when the temperature was in the eighties, no. Had to wait until we were hovering around the 100 mark. It’s like our duplex actively hates us or something. On top of that, our land lord is out of town this weekend, so we have to have Shawna’s dad cmoe over to let in the service guys and keep the dogs from eating them.
And the dogs. Ugh. The patience really goes downhill fast when you spend most of the night lying awake in bed and sweating.
The Katrina thing. I haven’t donated any money yet. I need to make sure it’s something that goes directly to the relief effort. I also need to balance my horror over the chaos in New Orleans with my desire to go check it out. What the fuck’s wrong with me?