I’m sorry I didn’t post anything yesterday, but you see if I had it would have been acknowledging that a day as awful as yesterday could possibly have been allowed to happen. 96° F but "felt like" 107° according to dear old weather.com. I’m sure some of you in the Southwest or the firey pits of hell are reading this and thinking "Oh you big whiner, it gets to be well over 300° here every single day and we don’t complain." But just allow me to point out that the humidity was well over 90% and it wasn’t raining. And also that it’s my site and I’ll complain whenever I fucking feel like it. So there.

In any case, I survived only by hiding in the office through as much of the day as possible and taking an ice cold shower the instant I got home from my sweat-soaked and odorous commute. This morning, when I picked up the clothes I was wearing from the floor where they had been lying since I peeled them off last night, I found that they were still wet to the touch. Awesome.

Today the forecast includes the words "less humid," which I suppose is something. I will continue to take every opportunity to point out to certain coworkers who made a show all spring of looking forward to summer that this, in fact, is summer.