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.