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Okay, listen up! If you don't want to hear (read?) a whoooole lotta griping, stop reading now :P

No, I'm not in a bad mood, really. Just... mildly irritable, maybe? ^^; And FAR too hot.

Let me start with that. It's too hot. Fact. The worst thing is my room is the hottest in the house. So I've been downstairs all day, and I'll head down there again as soon as I'm done posting this, because my room is a goddarned sauna. Houses in London REALLY need to get air conditioning. Tomorrow's supposedly gonna be up to 37C (what's that in imperial, mid to high 90s?). One time I'm _tres_ glad I don't have fur :P

Moving on from the HEAT (I don't tolerate heat well ^^;)... I killed my back ;_; I don't know how I did it, but it HUUUURTS whenever I make any bending or twisting motion, and when I walk, stand, or sit down. The only time it doesn't hurt is when I'm completely motionless :P Hopefully it'll fix itself before the end of the week ^^; I'm just a disaster this week.

And finally, the BIGGEST irk of them all... My dad is coming back on Sunday x.x NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! (Subtitle: DO NOT WANT). Gah. Gah x 289867673267. The greatest part? XD He called my mom asking her to send him £300 for the flight. He is such a hobo ._. So, my mom's in an AWFUL mood, because she doesn't want him back here at all, and she'd actually like him out of her life forever, but now she actually has to PAY for him to come back x.o PAY for him to be father to my brother for a year while he finishes his A level exams. That also means my dad will be coming here TOTALLY penniless... so my mom will have to send him a weekly allowance for them to live on. How lame. And knowing my dad, he'll spend it all on expensive wine, Colombian coffee, and jars of insanely-priced olives. But yeah, that'll be after the move. Right now I get to live with my dad here for a month :P Yippee-skippy-happy-days!

Oh-oh! I have one more gripe! Some dude saying "Yooooo! Bo selecta! Enta in da house, gonna t'row d'is beat down! Make some NOOOOISE!!" over a bass track with no more melody to it than, say, a car alarm, is NOT MUSIC. Music (dictionary definition): "art form using a melodious and harmonious combination of notes." However, the sound of a sledgehammer smashing my brother's chat-tapes to smithereens just might be ^___^

Cold showers ^____^

Of course, the one kinda nice thing about summer heat is how nice cold showers feel. I usually take 8 - 16 minutes in the shower, but I was in there for at least 25 minutes just now. Of course, the cooling effects last all of... oh... 5 seconds once you're out :P But at the time... niiiice ^^ I seriously hope further water restrictions won't come into effect. I mean, there's already a hosepipe ban in effect (our garden is dead ;_; the lawn needs a good hosing), and a ban on filling private swimming pools (XD obviously not an issue for me) and against garden fountains (again, a nonissue). But if they start putting water curfews on so I can't take a cold shower when I want one... I will not be a happy Jai :P But I'm happy right now. And will be until I have to put some clothes on.