Suddenly I'm addicted to Gatorade

I had a long run the other day in some real heat and had the notion it might be nice. But ever since then I have been chugging it like it's my last supper. I must be really dehydrated all the time if this is what it feels like to be otherwise.

Abby called after she was off work today and invited me over to MILO to hang out. We spoke of shoes and ships and sealing wax before Anthony and crew ("I'm Petra, from Holland!") arrived to build/make a mockery of a fire out back. They were too drunk to be of any fun so I left.

I'm processing the singular case for the Erdos-Dushnik-Miller theorem while smelling sharply of smoke.