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Last night we bought a large "no smoking" sign and taped it to the front window of the entryway. So far so good - the smoker ladies walked by and didn't stop. Cory tells me they do that sometimes, arbitrarily. That means perhaps all my fist-pumping was for naught.

I'm so frustrated with how hot it's been. I'm tired of hot. Yesterday was so nice, and today it's supposed to shoot up to 90 again. I was so mad when I found out I hit the bed with my fists. Oh Tolerable Weather, please forgive me for whatever I did and come back to me.