Saturday, July 22, 2006

It's as hot as two rats f*cking in a flannel sack.

No one here has A/C. Normally this isn't an issue as it rarely gets above 80 and it gets cool at night, so no worries. However, yesterday it was 94 and today it must be over 90 at least already. Which means that it is approximately 800 degrees in my apartment, at the school, and at every store and shop I have any reason to go into. All you can hear is the whine and hum of millions of fans and the sound of people sweating. I mean, I used to live in Texas. And Florida. And Alabama. And even Mississippi. But, there you can just go in somewhere there's A/C, and here no matter where you go it's horrible. Pant Pant Pant. I'm dying over here.
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