A case of the Mondays.

Remember that bug bite I talked about in my last entry, the one that swelled up and looked bruised? Well, apparently my body thought it was a mutant death mosquito as well - I've got a fat, sore pre-auricular (in front of ear) lymph node on that side of my face now. Damn Montana bugs.

Yesterday I had the pleasure of attending my first Demolition Derby. It was super crowded in the stands, and over 90 degrees, which was really just about unbearable. The whole scene was just hilarious though - and I learned that cars can really keep driving even without all 4 wheels or with radiator fluid spewing out of the hood (I think it was radiator fluid...). Glad I went, but didn't stay for the end - it really was that hot.

Today is supposed to be hotter, around 100 degrees. I had decided already to just hibernate in my apartment (unfinished as it is) with the central air on and take a nap (work gets out early on Mondays). Well, I got to my apartment, and found the door open. Two men were in there, "finishing" my apartment. Well, as fantastic as that is, I wish someone would have TOLD me!! I had my dirty laundry sitting in a pile on the floor right in the middle of the hallway, waiting to be washed. All sorts of unmentionables were just hanging out in plain view. Fantastic. That wasn't embarrassing.

So, now I'm at the library. I just ordered a battery for my digital camera off of ebay because, of course, it died. Thus my pictures of the rodeo and angry carrots will have to wait. Next weekend I'm taking myself to Glacier National Park though, so I put a rush order on the battery. Until then...boring, text-only entires.

My apologies,

Jen