This is how I like to imagine I look as I am handling the fact that it’s 91F in my apartment.
The truth is, of course, much sweatier. I have one fan pointed directly at me, a cool cloth over the back of my neck, and an ice pack in the small of my back.
I have TWO fans pointed at the computer, and I think that I’m going to have to abandon the ideas of writing or internet amusement today, because though I have just turned the computer on, it is wanting to be turned off already.
Aidan, if you are reading this, the fact that it may be 5 AM before I can get back on could adversely affect the “art” I intend to send you. I get a little loopy when I’m dehydrated, sleep-deprived AND sweating from my ears…