I think there might be something wrong with me. At leasat once a day I think about being out in the California desert, under the intense sun, in the stifling heat, next to the stark, bare mountains that jetison into the washed out blue sky. The fact that I'm listening to the Eagles right now really isn't helping. We also got a new client in the desert- I swear, if I have to database another 760 number I might just leave work early and go to Palm Springs.
It's so bad that I'm trying to beg my boyfriend not to volunteer to do income taxes next saturday so we can go enjoy the heat. At any given time, there is NO where on earth I'd rather be, than in the Californian desert when it is over 100 degrees.
Just had to tell someoen.
It's so bad that I'm trying to beg my boyfriend not to volunteer to do income taxes next saturday so we can go enjoy the heat. At any given time, there is NO where on earth I'd rather be, than in the Californian desert when it is over 100 degrees.
Just had to tell someoen.