According to the weather channel, it is 92 but feels 102 right now. My air conditioner is protesting. I don't know what terrible things I've done, ok yes I do, but I'm paying for them now.
I find talk about the weather extremely tedious, but I'm about to start melting. The humidity and pollution is so thick in the air, it is like breathing in a particularly toxic soup. Every breath.
I've been meaning to write entries about what I'm reading and listening to right now, but my brain has stopped functioning. I've had a whole week of saying and doing reeeaaally stupid things. I can't help it. My brain is on vacation.
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