Thursday, January 29, 2009

The pain that is...

... does not just start and end with merely existing through this dry, hot, hot heat (overnight low last night was 33ºC, we're in our third day - is it third? I don't know, for I am by now delirious from heat exhaustion... or is that just toddler exhaustion in the heat?) of scorching temps. Yesterday was 42.9ºC. Today was 43.7ºC.

But the pain doesn't stop there. Oh-hooooooh no. It is then getting an eyelash stuck in your eye.

Your eyeball, not even moist enough to relinquish its grip on said eyelash even when you poke a ring finger pad in to pick it up, remains uncompliant. And gets redder by the second. No amount of lid twirling or squinting will make even one pinprick's worth of extra liquid.

And then add to that the fact that you remember, while sliding that big ole finger around, that you've totally forgotten to rinse your hands after having your fingers in vinegar-laden sushi rice.


OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW that stings like a bass turd.

Good luck sleeping, all you Melbournians.

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