Today's heat is the kind where your skin melts and you walk around as a puddle of fury, the best kind. Clearly.
Not this kind:
Or this kind:
Or even this kind for that matter:
I'm starting to wonder why my blog isn't entirely based on this magazine. "We've done it! We've had sex!" "OH MY GOD, IT'S (wait for it)... GLYN!" "Sheep watched me lose my virginity!"
Glyn doesn't even have his belt on the correct way, how embarrassing.
Back to my main point though, the intense rise of temperature has maintained existence. Melting both the walls and my patience, it has now driven me insane. I feel like I am covered in a lacquer made from bees' wax and dripping rapist sweat. My skin has fused to the chair on which I sit. Pics or it didn't happen you say? Well fine:
I also look EXACTLY like this right now:
Thats hot.
Basically I feel like glue which has been fashioned out of molten lava. Not good times. As a side note, I don't recommend any glue which looks anything remotely like this:
That's my rant for today, just thought you should know about my white-hot fury brought about by this LOVELY weather.
(just for the record that was sarcasm.)
Have a lovely day all, I hope you live in antarctica.
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