My lack of shorts is starting to plague me, what with the biking and the very hot humid days. Bleh. I must acquire shorts or I will die of heat exhaustion. It’s a Saturday double show day, and our regular manager is on vacation for the next week, which means I’ll never actually work with her again. That is just weird, I tell you. Not a bad thing, though.
I’m not sure why I thought this, but for some reason I was sure that July only had 30 days. Every calendar I look at as well as the news websites tell me otherwise, however. Blasted.
Ah well, time to bike to work and hope the thunderstorm misses me again.