I've tried to stay quiet. I've tried not to grumble. I just can't take it any more.
It is so hot in Vancouver I think my brain is going to melt and pour out of my ear. Seriously, it's that hot. It's been that hot for a few days now. I think the world is ending.
It's thirty-something degrees out right now. It's 30 degrees in my apartment. It's hot. And there's no breeze at all. No cool refreshing ocean breeze like there ought to be. It's some kind of terrible form of torture. I don't know what we did to deserve this. I don't know how people in places like Las Vegas survive this kind of heat.
According to the forecast it may stop being unbearably hot on August 5. If you need me, I'll be at the mall/movie theatre until then. You're allowed to sleep in the mall, right?
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