Usually when I talk about the weather, it’s cos it’s cold and rainy and I don’t like it. Well today it’s hot and sunny, and I DON’T LIKE IT! It’s in the high 90s (like 97 or 98°F or like 36 to 37°C); walking to the water cooler makes me hot and sweaty. Around noon today, Leafy called me, and as we were talking, I had to continually switch the phone from one hand to the other because the arm holding the phone up would get sweaty at the inner elbow so I had to switch arms to give the other one a chance to dry. Gross, right?! Except I’m sure my face, hair, and clothing are no better. Also, I thought I was going to faint — I was trying to walk fast from one shady area to another, not that the shade helped all that much. Gaaaaah, I won’t even be able to go home until at least an hour after dark cos the apartment is an oven right now. I could’ve probably put tea in cold water this morning and when I get home I would have lukewarm tea, not that anyone would want warm tea on a day like today. I hope this is making sense, my brain feels all fried, like one of those “this is your brain on drugs” commercials from the 80s or 90s or whenever. Blech.

The sky is actually a more brilliant blue than this, but the sun is blazing about right, I think. :p