Too warm.

[chess]

According to the BBC, it got up to 31 degrees Celcius today. This, I maintain, is why I want to kill people, or myself, or generally have a VAST STORE OF HATRED.

It doesn't help, of course, that I have only two hours a day free (from eight till ten; I am counting time that I spend eating and walking between places as not being free), that I am not miraculously better at coping with mundane things, and that my head is full of warring voices: "You must make time for God!" "You have no brain and must fall over / hit things!" "The world is rubbish and you should change it!" "The world is rubbish and you should wreck your prospects so that you don't have to be part of it!" "Actually, you're just overheating!"

I keep remembering all the sermons about how if you make time for God He'll make time for you (as in, give you time to make up for it) but I don't have any SPOONS.

At least it is supposed to gain some CLOUDS by tomorrow, so that it will not be defenestrating-innocent-bystanders weather any more. I still think that this whole full-time work / capitalism malarky is a complete crock of vile excrement, though. MAKING MONEY IS A STUPID GOAL AND AS A RACE WE SHOULD THINK OF A BETTER ONE.

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[ahsu.livejournal.com]

Actually, I think the whole "make time for God and he will make time for you" thing is a crock. It's not a matter of deserving God, or of making space for God. If God is paying attention, he knows you're up against the wall, and he's making time for you anyway.

[dreema.livejournal.com]

it pissed it down on us tonight.

I went for a walk in it

it was cold and wet

[darnn.livejournal.com]

Oh, I dunno. You can buy food with money. And computer games.

[elektron.livejournal.com]

Like making sure there's enough to go around for everybody?

[cartesiandaemon.livejournal.com]

According to the BBC, it got up to 31 degrees Celcius today. This, I maintain, is why I want to kill people, or myself, or generally have a VAST STORE OF HATRED.

Don't mention it.

I keep remembering all the sermons about how if you make time for God He'll make time for you (as in, give you time to make up for it) but I don't have any SPOONS.

I guess praying while walking might be *a bit* ott, but you could try to get in five minutes praying/WWJDing whenever you need a break for some reason. If it manages to reduce heat-stress it would be well worth it :)

MAKING MONEY IS A STUPID GOAL AND AS A RACE WE SHOULD THINK OF A BETTER ONE.

For: It's a mark of success. I want foo stuff and working enough to achieve it. What I do does contribute to society a bit...
Against: But it shouldn't be only/primary goal. If everyone's motivation could be 'this would be good for everyone'...

A suggested plan of action:

[edith-the-hutt.livejournal.com]

Stage 1: Go to budgens and buy Lemonade and Lime Cordial. There should be someone who can help you with this I suspect.
Stage 2: Put lemonade in fridge
Stage 3: Sleep
Stage 4: Add 1 part lime Cordial to 7 to 9 parts Lemonade stir, add ice cubes, lime wedges, suger frosting and little umbrellas to taste and drink.
Stage 5: Put a gun to Naath's head and tell God that if he doesn't make the weather cooler then you'll kill Naath.

This should provide you with either a solution to all problems or a nice drink to go with your eventual arrest.

In other news: *hugs*

Re: A suggested plan of action:

[passage.livejournal.com]

Somehow trying get God to aquiecse to your demands by use of a hostage situation doesn't look like a plan headed for success.