H – O – T
That’s how you spell it.
Yes, our hot spell continues. More than a month without rain and very low humidity. The bushes in the praça are suffering, all doing a serious wilt. I have to water Clorinha’s guava tree each day. Now it has plenty of new shoots.
All my plants get a good water daily too. The two guava trees (one pink and the other white fruit) have heaps of blossoms, so it looks like a bumper crop.
It’s about 40ºC+ (106ºF) at the moment.
Last night was a disaster at work. Three classes and not one student arrived. 4½ hours of waiting.
All I can say is TGIF, but then I have another screwed up Saturday ahead with classes. I can’t complain because I need them, The factory where we get a lot of students from has issued a directive that all language class contracts are cancelled as from the end of October. They are feeling the economic pinch too. I know that I have lost one student and I’ll find out about the Friday night group tonight.
Not cooking lunch today, it’s too hot.
I’ll cheat and wait for an after work pizza, and let them steam their buns off.
Not surprised. New Zealand got a place on the UN Security Council by sucking up to the Americans and letting them spy on the internet.
I read a shocking story last night. Whisper app is the most dangerous place to be. They are stooges for the American spying apparatus.
Twitter is to begin retweeting tweets to your timeline in case you missed them. They plan to retweet tweets that maybe of interest to you… If they get that as wrong as they get people for me to follow it’s another useless freakin’ exercise.
How to play Argentine football. Twelve red cards in one match. I can’t decide if that’s awesome or abysmal. See the brawl on video for yourself. All I can say is thank heavens they don’t play cricket, they’d be armed with bats as well.
According to a medical charity, so far all the efforts to combat Ebola are having no impact.
I don’t usually drink on work days. But… it’s so hot, a liquid lunch is on the cards. I’ve got six hours to sleep it off.
The botequim is opening, I can hear the sliders going up…
I’m off, it just became beer o’clock!
*Puts pants on*