Yes, temps moderate but it is still too hot. Let me just say, after an important city council decision, that developers are destroyers. I am firmly opposed to growth. Growth is actually a process of decay and destruction. If you are busy growing, you are shitting in your nest and you will choke on your own excrement. No growth. Developers are among my least favorite people. The only good developer is a developer who is leaving town because they are not welcome.
As our temps moderate to seasonal norms, I continue to do all of my "rat-killing" early. And by the way, I am NOT running on DST. So I get up at a true 05:30 and I'm out and about by a true 08:00, if I have to go to the bank or PO, otherwise, I'm gassing the car and buying groceries at a TRUE 07:00. Nice! At any rate, as I did the things I needed to do this morning, I noted many people speeding and many people changing lanes erratically, as though they had their heads up their asses, and some fat fuck in a large PU even honked at me as I signaled a right turn and slowed to make that turn. I refrained from giving that pig the finger. Undoubtedly that pig has high blood pressure and if he was upset by something and in a mad rush, let his life be shortened by stress. Maybe he was disturbed by my EAT SH*T TRUMPTARD bumper sticker? Who knows? At any rate I got my stuff done. And by the way, I had a great weight session this morning. Tuesday is for all the things I can do with my adjustable bench, using my collection of dumbbells. It's mainly upper body: abs, arms, shoulders, back, and so on routine but I do some split squats with a pair of 40 lb dumbbells and some other leg stuff. It's quick but thorough. Other things on other days. I bet that pig who honked at me does not do much of anything except sit behind a desk and work on heart disease. But what was wrong with people this morning? Can't they relax?
Dry air makes the heat easier to deal with, and the heat diminishes. Everything very stable and predictable, still. May such conditions prevail in my life. I dread change. My fundamental outlook has not changed since 1989; that is clear as I continue to reference my journal volumes. And I do mean volumes. I still have one per year, more or less, since 1988, and at one time, since 1980, with fragments dating back to 1978. Most of that is gone, except the very early stuff, and that was transcribed into rich text format years ago. It's burned onto a cd rom and someday I need to get it onto a thumb drive.
Slowly we leave triple digit territory and enjoy cooler mornings.
But that seasonal roller coaster is cranking up. Now temps decline, slowly, gradually, before they rise again, but we do approach seasonal change, and that is encouraging. That's the sort of change I can enjoy, but otherwise, other kinds of changes, I try to avoid. SOSO is wonderful! Routine is wonderful! Staying within the confines of my own little world is wonderful! I no longer have any need to travel and that actually feels like an incredible luxury. Packing is terrible. Being in transit from one place to another is terrible. Being away from HOME is terrible. Unpacking is terrible! Taking care of all the little things that were neglected while I was away is terrible! Never again! AHHHH!
