Really freaking eerie.

So I went out and saw Live Free or Die Hard tonight and indulged in completely mindless destruction, violence and the awesome that Bruce Willis can still be an action hero in his 50s. I did not allow myself to think about the problematic presentations of women (hot Asian hacker-martial artist chick who was repeatedly referred to as a hooker, strong daughter who takes after Daddy McClane but still has to be saved by a man chick, and the random FBI assistant chick) and race (wait, there were minorities in this movie? Oh, right! There’s Bowman, Mai and the four that I counted in miscellaneous crowd scenes! Woo! Racism is totally dead in the US!) and did my best to just enjoy the pretty pretty fire.

Yippee ki-yay, motherfucker.

This was further compounded by the wtf of the three lights along the highway from the theater to my town being down. Very freaky.

How the hell do people live in the south? I totally don’t get it. I just moved about 160 miles south (I’m in spitting distance of three states; it’s actually kind of cool) and it’s ten degrees hotter on average than where I used to live. And it’s wetter, which makes it worse. Stupid high 90F temps. And I’m actually going out during the day so I had to spend $10 on a bottle of SPF 50 sunscreen. I walk outside and I turn crispy. Then I drench myself in sweat. I’m afraid what my first power bill is going to look like from running the AC just to keep from dehydrating myself (I keep it set at 80).

I have to go clothes shopping, since I’ll be working in a professional dress environment again. All I have is long sleeved shirts and that is, trust me, not cutting it in 95-100F weather.

And I have to find some way to reconcile my arachnophobia and the three spiders I’ve seen today. Teddy took care of one for me, thankfully, but I have a spider bite on my leg so I know they’re crawling around on me at night. I just hope it’s a couple that are getting in because the back door isn’t sealed well or something and not an infestation my landlord somehow missed. Thank god none of them are recluses. I’d be on the phone immediately with my landlord bitching him out if I saw one of those.