:: Wednesday 8 August 01

The heat. Fucking hell, the heat. I've probably done enough bitching about the heat for one summer, though, and should shaddupaboutit. One more day of this, one more day of 98 degrees and 110 heat index and we should cool off tomorrow, and I can make it one more day.

I'm back home, after yesterday's seven-hour drive on the interstate through the heat, in the Car of No Air Conditioning, crawling through six separate construction zones (thank you, Wisconsin Highway Department) with trucks blasting diesel exhaust in my windows. At least I had it better than the poor sons of bitches working in the construction zones, out in the sun spreading hot tar.

It was good to spend some time hanging with Zen and nancy, even though we were all suffering heat-induced braindeadness. Got to do story blather, got to hear about the latest developments in their saga-in-the-making, the post-HCL one that transcends fanfiction, that lets them create a world with the room to write out their deep knowledge and love of the Chicago punk scene. This is the story that underlies a lot of the entries in nancy's journal, which I've finally gotten linked.

There were a million things that passed through my mind during the weekend and on the drive down and back, things I wanted to write about here, but I'm feeling oddly disconnected today, remote and depersonalized. Headachey. It's the heat, I tell myself. Tomorrow will be better.

Meanwhile, I finally got to read Resonant's new due South story. Talk about fighting heat with heat, lordy lord, pant pant. She's amazing. Off for a cold shower.

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