So picture this bit of amusement: My room, upstairs, closed off from the rest of the (significantly cooler) house. Two cats, to whom I am allergic. Me, opening my door when I know they’re downstairs so I can try to pull in some cooler air. The cats, sensing an open door and distracted human, stealthily treading into forbidden territory. Me, shooing out cats and closing the door again.
Lather, rinse, repeat.
But hey, I’ve lowered the temperature in this sauna of mine by a few degress. That’s got to count for something, baby.
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Of course, the really silly part here is the fact that there is an air-conditioner downstairs and a wireless-enabled laptop and the media center for him to play on – yet he’s up in his room slowly baking. 🙂