Swelter. Swelter. Swelter. Mother Nature is a real sodding mother! I hate it when the sky pisses weakly for a few minutes. The damn sun comes out stronger and turns me into a miserable squelchy puddle. What we need is two days of pelting rain - or at least 5 hours non-stop to cool the city down. Have become frighteningly environmental-friendly and cannot bring self to run the AC all day.
Note to self: Install a gigantic bathtub, toss ice-cubes into it and jump in with a book - the way I used to deal with those interminable powercuts in Cal.