Interesting...
Music: Motley Crue - 'Smokin' In The Boys Room'

This room heats up like an oven when it's warm and the only way to not constantly feel overheated, sticky and wanting to rip your clothes off is to have a fan. Up until a minute ago I did have a rather good desk fan, but then it launched itself across the place and is in bits. Tried to put it together again but 2 of the actual fan bits are smushed and broken off, I would open the window but then the nest of stinging, wasp types in the hedge opposite would make their way in and I fear them and must run away like there is a axe wielding maniac gaining on me. Fuck, fuckitty, fuck, bastard