Trust me, it's humid compared to here. I did live in Fla for a bit, which is why I have no desire to go back.

Florida = Horrida
:(


Huuuuuumid and no wind in August's 100 degree weather. Bleh!

OK... I need to look up Huntington Beach's construction start time policy. I mean to do it every time jackhammers go off at some neighbor's house at 7 AM, but seriously... this time it's out of control. Ugh.

I remember being told as a child to only call people between 9AM and 9PM. Now, I can understand construction crews not wanting to work until 9, but it's it at least common decency to start at... I don't know... 8 or 8:30?

I can't even think it's so loud... :( I don't know how I'm supposed to work today.

Its official... I'm addicted to Hot Chocolate.

I tried to cut back, but having free hot coco at work is just to much to avoid. I tried cuting back to 2 cups a day, then 1 cup, then I tried the No Sugar added and that didn't work.

Now they just got Swiss Miss brand and I am so doomed. :(

I used to stay up for hours watching Japanese TV - it's the BEST !! :D

Here they can start at 7am ! (on weekdays)

/sigh. I looked out to there to see how far all this noise got them... not very far. I'm glad I'll be gone all day tomorrow. It is literally impossible for me to work, so I'm just relaxing, doing some organizing and other stuff. I'm kinda ticked right now. :( OK, I'm really ticked.

I just watched Spongebob and Dora lead about 10 people past here playing "Follow the Leader"

The temperature is dropping to well below freezing - fast. The DoT has been sending bulletins to online sites and radio, urging motorists to head home ASAP. Most of the late evening classes here have been cancelled.

My class? Going on as scheduled. Until 9:30, even though the roads are supposed to be frozen by 8. And it's the first week of class, so if we don't attend we're automatically dropped.

It's so nice to know that they care about my safety.

When the Whittier Narrows quake occurred in the late 1980s, I was working a secretarial job in West L.A. in a ten story building. Nobody said not to come in, so I drove in from Long Beach. There were aftershocks. I thought it perhaps prudent to leave. Everyone thought that was silly. However, when the news came in that someone had been killed by a collapsing garage, several people went to move their cars to the street.