Logical Logbook

My thoughts are worth billions. My logic will end the world.

Thursday, June 09, 2005

I predicted this morning this day would be a rough one. I was right. Again, I sit here soaked and sweating. Our airconditioning just teases--a waft of cool air here, another there but nothing where I'm at. If I'm spending the majority of my waking hours artificially heated and cooled, I prefer that the methods used at least be effective.

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