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Jul. 15th, 2005 08:37 pmI have been trying to compose a post which makes no reference whatsoever to the godawful fucking heatwave currently in its zillionth day. Without any great success.
Since the g.f.h. has liquified my few brain cells, all I have left to say was actually said much better by the wonderful![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
inapickle, and I quote: I myself am not interested in Harry Potter, but I'm thrilled vicariously for all of you out there who love him and his friends, however you choose to do it. I could repeat this with "SGA" in place of "Harry Potter" and it'd be just as true (though somewhat less grammatical). My interest in both these fandoms is nonexistent, but it's great fun to see all my beloved friends having such fun.
Meanwhile, (returning to my own preoccupation, the aforementioned g.f.h.), we are in train here to set some kind of record for consecutive days above 90. Whee. *desultorily tossing a handful of damp confetti, which drops limply to the ground and shrivels*
I guess I could also pass along a Very Important Life Lesson for anyone living through a g.f.h. without the aid of either air conditioning or a dishwasher, which is -- in such circumstances, it is imperative to wash any dish, vessel or cooking implement as soon as one is done with it, as unpleasant as the concept may be, because if one instead defaults to one's slovenly habit of Oh, I'll just put it in the sink to soak for a few hours [days, weeks], the results will be of a disgustingness heretofore unimagined in the darkest slimy nightmares of foetid and malodorous decay.
That's all. Carry on with your HBP-reading and McKay/Sheppard squeeing, oh legions of the friendslist. Me, I'm off to haul the bottle of Bombay Sapphire out of the freezer and pour myself another slug.
Since the g.f.h. has liquified my few brain cells, all I have left to say was actually said much better by the wonderful
inapickle, and I quote: I myself am not interested in Harry Potter, but I'm thrilled vicariously for all of you out there who love him and his friends, however you choose to do it. I could repeat this with "SGA" in place of "Harry Potter" and it'd be just as true (though somewhat less grammatical). My interest in both these fandoms is nonexistent, but it's great fun to see all my beloved friends having such fun.Meanwhile, (returning to my own preoccupation, the aforementioned g.f.h.), we are in train here to set some kind of record for consecutive days above 90. Whee. *desultorily tossing a handful of damp confetti, which drops limply to the ground and shrivels*
I guess I could also pass along a Very Important Life Lesson for anyone living through a g.f.h. without the aid of either air conditioning or a dishwasher, which is -- in such circumstances, it is imperative to wash any dish, vessel or cooking implement as soon as one is done with it, as unpleasant as the concept may be, because if one instead defaults to one's slovenly habit of Oh, I'll just put it in the sink to soak for a few hours [days, weeks], the results will be of a disgustingness heretofore unimagined in the darkest slimy nightmares of foetid and malodorous decay.
That's all. Carry on with your HBP-reading and McKay/Sheppard squeeing, oh legions of the friendslist. Me, I'm off to haul the bottle of Bombay Sapphire out of the freezer and pour myself another slug.