I'm not sure I've ever sweat this much. It takes some getting used to that you will sweat no matter what you are doing. Just got out of the shower, nice and clean- too bad, you're sweating. Sitting in your dorm writing on your blog- sweat. Caution: walking, day or night, leads to sweat. I've been trying to embrace it, but it's hard. Also, gross.
On the topic of sweat, I'll be possibly playing in the Women's Rugby game tomorrow at noon. Regardless, I'll still be cleating up and warming up, but I hope to play, it's really the only way I'll learn and improve. So far, rugby has been awesome and I'm slowly learning, hopefully getting better, but I'm probably not the best judge of that.
In Other News:
My roomie got a working fridge! YAY! This is exciting. Extremely exciting. Especially after the ordeal of Fridge Numero Uno that forgot how to fridge. It decided to succumb to the Long Island way and decide to just stay room temperature...which for us here on the third floor is somewhere in the fifth level of hell.
I've been secretly planning a snow dance in hopes that I will see it here on The Island. Hopefully this works, as my rain hopes came true. And if it does snow, I'm sorry Long Island, you can pin that one on me. I'll take the blame. But I'm scared that the dorm, ignoring any outside temperature drop, will remain to be forever the fifth circle in the Inferno. This would be a tragedy.
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