I don't know what's worse

the heat or the fact that i just woke up at 2 AM because of it. I'm sweltering. The air in my bedroom is as thick as pea soup. What makes matters worse is that i have an air conditioner, but its in the basement. The air conditioner weighs too much for me to bring it upstairs all by myself. What a tease. So, I sweat. Putting my undies in the Ice box (c) Marilyn Monroe - actually seems like a good idea.

I also considered dousing my sheets, me, or both with water, but I stopped short. (c) frank costanza. the water might make me cool but sleeping on soaking wet sheets?...thats too icky. (c) another marilyn monroe-ism
So i am awake, hot, and flipping through the TV channels. I *should* do something productive, like wash the dishes that are in the kitchen sink, but its freaking two o'clock in the morning. Mama don't like doing dishes at 2 in the morning. Shoot, Mama don't like doing them at 2 in the afternoon. Mama also don't want none unless they got buns hon...

*sigh*

I just want to be asleep, zonked out, and dreaming a wonderful dream.

I have hunger too. Its not helping that im watching pbs and apparently their late night lineup is cooking shows. Daisy cooks just went off(she is a dead ringer for my aunt) and made some kind of chorizo potato salad, which made me salivate a lil bit. Now Lidia's kitchen is coming on, and i'm sure that will make me even more hungry. Suckers.

Question...do most of these cooks cook in their own kitchens? Or are these sets? I've always wondered that.

ugh i need to go to sleep.

Tomorrow should be fun.