It displeases me greatly that many of my more-frequented beaches down here are CLOSED because of some dumb-ass bacteria. Not cool, bacteria. Whatever, I’ll go to a different beach. That’ll show them.
It may actually be too hot to swim. It’s 92 right now with a high of 95, which I guess isn’t so bad, but it’s also more humid here than in Providence. I feel like I may have gotten used to North Atlantic water because dipping my toe in our pool feels pretty much like a bathtub.
8: days until I visit home.
11: Secondary applications received as of today
5: Secondary applications completed.
1/2: remaining sections of my sweater before seaming and edging
23: days before I turn twenty-one
10: seconds I spent deciding whether or not to title this with a Harper’s Index pun
0: number of acceptable puns found during that period
3: number of blog posts I fed into I Write Like, a site that analyzes your writing style compare to famous authors
3: different authors I Write Like claims that I write like. (Secretly pleased with Kurt Vonnegut).
31.6: percent of blog visitors that use the newest version of Firefox as their browser, a plurality.
5: percent using a non-current version of Internet Explorer. Oy. Software updates, people.