The dangers of Facebook and open windows

So I know this has nothing to do with moving to the East coast, but because it has happened to me twice since I left CA, I feel like it's somewhat on topic and appropriate.

Since when is it okay to ask to be Facebook friends as opposed to getting a girl or guys number? I completely understand that approaching someone you find attractive in any social setting can be an anxiety inducing event, but come on, how much more passive can you be? It's like saying "I'm interested, but only kinda." Well sir, I'm going to put forth the same half-ass effort you have; you can have my first name and have fun searching the land of Facebook for me. I'm often frustrated with my generation's lack of effort in many aspects of life, but currently I'm disappointed in the way we approach dating. It could be my age and it could be the places I go. I'm guessing it's my age group since most men in their early twenties are still in the college frat phase . But men, you'll have much better luck with a simple, "Hey, you're really attractive, let's do on a date, can I get your number?" Clear, straight forward, and women are more likely to take you seriously as opposed to "Hey, my name's John Spencer, find me on Facebook."

In other news it's hot as hell here. I've never appreciated dry heat more in my life than I do right at this moment. The humidity on the east coast (well at least in Philly) is like nothing I've ever experienced before. As I sit on the third floor of the house every day, I count down the hours until I get to go to work where I can stand in the air conditioned building and function like a normal human. Simple tasks like throwing my hair up or walking from one room to another makes me feel like I just ran a marathon in Arizona in July. And apparently this is just a taste of what July and August are like. Mmmm boy, I can't wait!

Also with heat comes bugs! Bugs that I didn't even know exist! Currently there is one buzzing around on the ceiling that also makes a clicking noise. I'e seen them in the room before and all I can tell you is that they're black, attracted to light and 0% intelligent because it keeps crashing into the ceiling, walls, light bulbs, windows, and basically anything solid. I can't wait to see what other treats Philadelphia's insect population will delight me with in the coming months!

On the bright side, these two problems have an easy fix. While I can't change the weather, I can buy sun and maxi dresses in bulk to keep myself well ventilated in the heat. Oh and sandals, sun screen and a great wide rimmed hat. And to save myself from panicking at every little phantom tickle I feel on my body that for a split second has me convinced that a bug has invaded, I'll just keep the windows without screens closed after dusk. Think positive!