An E-Mail Post, Perhaps

I don't know if this will work at all. I'm trying to blog from an e-mail. If it doesn't I suppose there is no harm done. No gain... no loss... Well, a small waste of time, I suppose, yes.

I wish I could express to you all how very hot it is. I live on the third floor of a building. An old building built in the 1800's. On campus very much effected by the disease that is terrorizing the planet: Global Warming. I believe we have five fans. Let me count them. One directly blowing air on me and my computer. It's a black Honeywell fan. It's loud. I don't particularly like the noise it creates, however, the cool air is lovely. There are two more fans further to my right... and another below my bunk to my left... what are we at now? Three? I do believe so... There's one across the room... small, a white one... I don't count that as a real fan. It's quite small... But it does move air, so I guess it does count. Four. And now we've got a window fan from a lovely man by the name of 'Audrina's friend'.  There are in fact two fans inside of it, so I was mistaken. We've got six fans total. That's lovely. I think everyone else in the dorm only has one or two.

It is my contention we've got the coolest climate in my dorm.

I wonder when the masses will realize this...

It feels like a wonderful spring day in this room sometimes, when I tune out the noise the fan is making... the cool air and the sunlight...

It's lovely.

I leave my body and I go to a field. I've been there before, when I was taking a test I went there - the first time, accidentally I stumbled upon it. I rest there.... and then I return back to the dorm... where the computer is hot on my legs, and I'm reminded that the internal fan isn't working properly... I should get it looked at....

Keep hydrated.
At least the walls aren't sweating yet.

^_6;; Jereality