My palms are getting wet, sweating bullets

Above lyric by Megadeth from the song Sweating Bullets

It's weird how such an uneventful Sunday can turn into an adventure. It's always an adventure over here at La Casa de Hizzo. Join me for a recap, will you?

I got home last night and walked into a furnace. It was burning up in here. I turned the AC down and went to bed.

I woke up this morning and it was still hot. Well, long story short, AC is on the fritz. I've been dripping sweat all day. I feel disgusting. I think I've discovered/maybe fixed the problem. I bought a new clean shiny air filter and am currently waiting for some ice, yes ice, on one of the pipes in the utility closet to melt. Hopefully that'll do it. I really don't want to wait a week for maintenance to come fix it.

Washed my car today. it's shiny and pretty and clean. However, it's gonna be short lived, as it's supposed to rain for the next 3 fucking days.

To all of you who were offended that you didn't get an invite last night, I sincerly apologize. We weren't shunning you. I actually didn't even think of it, because I knew you probably wouldn't come anyway. It was just a little gathering. It's not like we were sitting around plotting world domination or making fun of you guys. We were making fun of the people there, not those that weren't there. Don't sweat it. If you wish, you can take it up with Amber or Joe or Scuba, because they too have your phone numbers and none of them thought to call. Once again, I apologize, even though I don't understand what I did wrong.

I think that's it. Just a quick update. I have a headache.

Hizz

Music - The Sweet "Ballroom Blitz"