Yesterday was the hottest day of the year. We were, apparently, hotter than Morocco. I spent most of the day with icepacks clasped to my skin in an attempt to stay cool, what with not having any aircon in my lounge and all. Outside it was searingly hot, to the point that I went out of my way walking into town to take a route that meant I could walk in the shade.
Today is going to be even hotter.
And of course, the idiot journalists have jumped on this mini-heatwave as ?proof? of global warming, even though it is no such thing. Bah, I’m not gonna start ranting about that at this time of the morning.
Still? this whole heatwave isn’t going to last. It’ll be back to peeing with rain soon enough, just you wait and see.
Gah! I fear my brain is about to melt and dribble out of my nose. Not so much because of the heat, although it has been hell on toast here today, but because I just have too many words in my head. Emails, worksheets, my script, this blog? It’s like a sack of squabbling ferrets in there.
Script is now 24 pages long, but I’m already going back and inserting new scenes and new characters. It’s all starting to take shape in my head, which is a good sign, I think. Trouble is, this damn software demo I’m using will conk out at 40 pages. I’ve been trying to figure a workaround, but I’m too stupid.
Oh well.
Back to Word when it does, I guess.
Meantime, I’m praying for a thunderstorm. Something to clean up the air a bit. It’s ok downstairs, what with the bedrooms being half-buried and only having one and a half outside walls, but up here in the lounge it’s hot and sultry and no amount of opening windows and doors makes any difference. I’m wearing as little as possible, but I fear that even if I was wearing nothing it would be too much.
Anyhow, I’ve got some ferrets to exercise.
