my laptop vents the heat from the processor out of its right side, right where my wrist is when i'm using the mouse. i just keep thinking about hot air being blown on my wrist, in the summer. it's boring into my brain and occupying my thought processes; i can think of nothing else. the heat, the hot, hot air, in the summer, summer, too hot, hot air, why, hot, uncomfortable, heat, on me... consequently i submit to you a random, meaningless paragraph about moving hot air that's infecting my day. just so my hands are on the keyboard instead, away from the heat. i'm venting about venting.
album du jour: the wannadies be a girl
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