So I walked into the dentist this morning. My dentist asked me how my weekend was. I said “Good, I watched Captain America last night. I really liked it.” And my dentist says “Oh, my son is in that movie.” At first I thought he was joking but then I realized
Dr. Robert Evans
I looked it up
My dentist is Captain America’s dad
My doctor is JK Rowling’s husband.
JK Rowling’s husband has asked me if I am sexually active.
yo florida what the hell are you doing
what is florida we just don’t know
I hate my state the most. I know people hate cold weather and are envious of our situation right now, but look - the only thing that keeps me going during the summer is looking forward to cool weather during the not-summer. Then not-summer rolls around and it’s like “just kidding, I hope you like being sweaty because fuck you.”
I’m just about done. I’ve never been able to handle the heat, and I’ve lived here all my life. I want seasons. I want to be able to drink hot drinks. I want to be able to use a comforter on my bed, and maybe an electric blanket. I don’t want to take a shower every time I go run an errand. If you like and enjoy heat and humidity, great, more power to you. Move here. I am so over this it’s not even funny.
This is just hitting me at a cranky moment because my lease is up in February and once again, I’m wondering if I should bite the bullet and get out when I can. Just wish money wasn’t an issue.
/rant over, going to bed with AC + three fans on now
Town designed to look like a drought burdened desert
that is stealthy as fuck imagine looking down on that shit from an airplane yo would never know there was a fucking city down there
((Headcanon Night Vale))