Temperature of Hell July 16, 2003 - 12:57 a.m.

Three days in hell, a.k.a. my mom's house. It's so insanely hot there that the basement proved to be only a minor retreat. And the poor pets. They all have fleas, to the point that the cats have sores all over their necks. And Romeo couldn't stop panting and his skin was very red... I had to force him to drink water on several occasions. Otherwise, I'm not too worried about him because he wasn't acting lethargic or anything. Though I can't completely ignore that small element of concern.

Of course, we didn't get a single thing accomplished around the house, and she even had the entire time off work. But this is an old rant that I've regurgitated a few too many times already.

Anyone wanna hear me bitch some more about her?

Yeah, I didn't think so.

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