They’re Not Crabs

It is hot in Edmonton, gang, and it’s only gonna get hotter all week. I am sweating so much I feel exhausted while I’m sleeping.

Anna and I traded Queues this week because Wednesday is my eye injection day. So I’m going to be going out, getting jabbed in both eyes and then coming home to a 40 degree Celsius hotbox, where I will be simultaneously sweating, bleeding and wincing for the better part of a day. So thank you to Anna for letting me at least not worry about the Queue.

I suspect I will be talking a lot about Hyenas today. Possibly also giant enemy crabs.