Can it be me, this three?
Me: It is hot. It is so hot that I'm not sleeping. It is so hot that I'm not writing because my faculties of cogitation have cooked into an opaque jello. It is too hot to think about eating. Or moving.
Also me: Oh, my request of the new Benjamin January came in to the library, I'll pick that right up.
Also me: Oh, my request of the new Benjamin January came in to the library, I'll pick that right up.

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*sizzles gently in front of a fan in a back bedroom*
Pack ice. Send pack ice.
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I got seal vocalizations?
*hugs wrapped in frozen towels*
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SIRENS. SIRENS ON ROCKS NEAR COASTLINES. SINGING HUMAN SONGS OUT AT HUMANS PASSING BY.
*headsplodey*
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I thought you should know.
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I suspect the title of Cold Bayou will be more figurative than literal, especially in New Orleans, but it sounds cool and right now that doesn't hurt.
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Nice video of you all singing the other day at the protest!!
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It does have a nice icy sound.
Nice video of you all singing the other day at the protest!!
Thank you! The reasons for the protest do not make me happy, but the singing did.
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Hot here too- tonight may be problematic on the sleep front.
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Best of luck!
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I am in front of a fan with a book now. I think it's paying off.
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Meantime, lemme know if you need to come crash in front of our AC...
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I just re-read that one last month! (And then had an amazing musicological experience.)
Meantime, lemme know if you need to come crash in front of our AC...
Thank you. I hope not just for inconvenience's sake, but I will let you know.