I am back from Long Island and let me just say this--it is hotter than hell down there. I mean today when I left it was pushing 100 degrees. It was noon though, so that might have been why.
I live on Long Island and by me it hit 97 degrees. I had to just go back inside after walking for 5 minutes. It was just really bad, like you break sweat walking a couple of blocks. Not good.
Texas was WAY fun--with our heat index of 111 yesterday! I walked half a block and back yesterday (to get something out of a car) and I was sweating pretty bad. I had just showered :-/
"If it walks like a Parks, if it wobbles like a Parks, then it's definitely fat and nobody loves it." --MA
So funny reading all about how hot it is where you are when I'm in Australia and it's winter and I'm cold and I just had to buy a heater because my footsies were freezing! Ha ha ha. Javi
I have NEVER met Cheyenne Jackson. I have never hung out with him in his dressing room, he did not tweet me, he never bought me a beverage, and he mostly certainly didn't tickle me. . .that is all.
Parks, to the casual observer, you appear to have an idyllic life. You don't appear to have to work, yet you somehow have enough disposable funds to afford the latest electronics and to go out and have a good time, when you like. So, there's something to hate?
I have NEVER met Cheyenne Jackson. I have never hung out with him in his dressing room, he did not tweet me, he never bought me a beverage, and he mostly certainly didn't tickle me. . .that is all.
I have NEVER met Cheyenne Jackson. I have never hung out with him in his dressing room, he did not tweet me, he never bought me a beverage, and he mostly certainly didn't tickle me. . .that is all.