Saturday, October 18, 2008

every time i lose altitude

It has taken me 27 years to figure out that yes, summer dresses are designed for summer. For the past 26 years I've been schlepping about in jeans and t-shirts on 40 degree days. I have no idea what I was trying to prove, but hallelujah I have seen the light. I barely noticed the mercury hit 33 today, 'cause I was too busy poncing about in my girly dress and bare feet, and being all, you know, not stinking hot and dying. I'm converted. Some more dresses and slip on shoes and I might even like summer. Pity about my blinding white legs.

Thanks for stopping by Jeff's blog while I trashed it. It went better than I expected, and look! I had no picture for the triumphant little old lady, so the mischievous KJ Bishop drew one:

I think she's adorable. No ninja or pirate could defeat that, not without the spectre of their mother and their mother's mother and their mother's sister and their great-great aunt rising up to haunt them with a vengeance. I love the milk carton, heh. Thanks Kirsten!

Sleep has been coy of late. She relents, eventually, but the nights are getting longer and I'm not seeing much of reasonable hours. It isn't too much of an issue right now, as I'm staring down a barrel loaded with a week and a half of afternoon shifts, but I suspect it will be a long season of sleeplessness.

I need to get back into the practice of making use of these hours. My insomnia muscle is out of shape.


  1. It's only the middle of October and it's already 100F there? Are you serious? Maybe I won't need to bring warm socks and a jacket for Worldcon after all...

  2. The Tess in a dress (hee, that rhymes) - I don't think my mind can quite envision that.
    We demands picshurs! ^_^

    As for the blindingly white legs, I think that exposure of said legs to sunlight will change their color. Of course, as far as I'm concerned this is all hearsay, as it never works for me. (Last time I claimed to have a tan, you made fun of me. *nods sadly at the unfairness of it all*) :P

    Also, we were promised flow charts!

  3. Yeah, it's a bit early to be getting this warm, but Melbourne funny like that. Yesterday 33, today 19. It's normal for this city.

    No pichurs, not ever.

    Flowcharts are comin'.

  4. I wish I could wear dresses. I just can't, except fancy ones for special occasions (have done this three times in my adult life). A skirt is as far into girl clothing as I can manage. I just feel all wrong in a dress... meanwhile I'm surrounded by grown men sashaying around in little cocktail frocks.

  5. Feeling wrong in a dress is probably why it's taken me so long to relent. I spent a lot of sunday feeling very wrong, but not feeling the heat outweighed the feeling wrong significantly.

    Clearly, in your current environment, skirts are not the territory of girlies.

  6. Actually, jeans and t-shirts are pretty ubiquitous here. But it doesn't get up to 40. Steady low to mid 30s.
    No woman can compete with ladyboys for girlishness, I swear.