Heatwave, huh? All of summer here (Alabama) is a heatwave. The heat index was 99 degrees today. In fact, at 7:30 p.m., the temperature is still 90 (heat index 97). It's pretty miserable.
My gf and I are going to a Heart concert Monday night. After more than 20 years of being fans, finally, [i:a8f3312f66] finally[/i:a8f3312f66], a Heart concert nearby. I spent the better part of my adolescence in the fog of an obsessive fan. Feeling like I was suffering more than anyone in human history had ever suffered and that Ann and Nancy were the only two people on Earth who understood what I was going through.
Those were the days.

I wouldn't want to be 15 years old again for anything.
As to the W/T question, yeah, in the fiction of my mind, there's no need for a reunion because *maud sticks her fingers in her ears and sings [i:a8f3312f66] lalalalalalalalalala[/i:a8f3312f66] at the top of her lungs* Tara and Willow are both alive and well and currently on vacation somewhere breathtakingly beautiful and quiet. Right now, they've just finished dinner and are going for a walk, hand in hand. The swirling of Tara's thumb over Willow's hand has become more insistent and Willow has just given her a look that makes it clear they'd better get back to their room ASAP.