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It's too damned hot. I'm melting. There can't be more than a thimblefull of moisture in my entire body, I swear. I'll be Orinoco jerky by the end of the day. All chewy and unpleasant.
I'm very short tempered right now, but I'm not sure if it's worth telling people to stay out of my way because I doubt I could muster the enthusiasm to do anything about it. I'd probably just cry in impotent rage. Why can't the UK have a pleasantly dry climate, instead of one that turns into oppressive, moisture-laden brain death at the slightest hint of heat? More to the point, why can't people make use of inventions we've had for decades, like *air conditioning*? The boss was approached with this idea in mind and said "Oh no, it'll be cold again next week, you'll see." well, it might be, but I'm hot *now*, dickhead!
I'm very short tempered right now, but I'm not sure if it's worth telling people to stay out of my way because I doubt I could muster the enthusiasm to do anything about it. I'd probably just cry in impotent rage. Why can't the UK have a pleasantly dry climate, instead of one that turns into oppressive, moisture-laden brain death at the slightest hint of heat? More to the point, why can't people make use of inventions we've had for decades, like *air conditioning*? The boss was approached with this idea in mind and said "Oh no, it'll be cold again next week, you'll see." well, it might be, but I'm hot *now*, dickhead!