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As a person who's trying to sleep in the day, I gotta ask: What's with this 92 degrees in the first part of May? Let a feller acclimate himself to this whole concept of hotter than balls, okay?
Actually, It's not so bad. A Rube Goldbergian series of fans is set up to keep me cool while I sleep. Plus, it's got the added benefit of creating a sea of white noise with the whir of their many, many blades. So I'm usually out before my head hits the pillow.
As a person who's trying to sleep in the day, I gotta ask: What's with this 92 degrees in the first part of May? Let a feller acclimate himself to this whole concept of hotter than balls, okay?
Actually, It's not so bad. A Rube Goldbergian series of fans is set up to keep me cool while I sleep. Plus, it's got the added benefit of creating a sea of white noise with the whir of their many, many blades. So I'm usually out before my head hits the pillow.
posted by Tommy at
11:08
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