Stupid heat

It's like fucking Arizona over here people.

It's so fucking hot none of those digital temperature/billboard thingies in front of all the banks can agree on just how fucking hot it is. 104 degrees hot. 110 degrees hot. 114 degrees hot.

Look, if the heat reaches the point where a normal person with a fever of the same temperature could possibly die, the differences in degree hardly matter. In other words, fucking hot is fucking hot whether it's 104 degrees fucking hot or 115 degrees.

But just for the record, according to the national weather service, it was 105 degrees of unbearable heat on tuesday, making it the the grossest, most unbearably hot week in 57 years--which is as far back as the nsw statistics for this place goes. the previous record for "feels like you might be roasting in hell" was 104 degrees set on Monday.

Did I mention the air conditioner in my car isn't working? Yeah. I'm going to have to remedy that somehow.

Anybody from Arizona happen to stumble across this blog? How do you do it?

It's 1:47 a.m. Friday and it's STILL hot, humid, sticky hot too. I feel a mean storm on the horizon.