If you happen to come across a large pile o' flesh colored goo interspersed with some black fabric and some gray hairs?
That would be me.
Melted.
The air conditioning is broken at my office building and was down most of the weekend.
So when I arrived at 6:15 a.m. it was already 82° in my office.
They're working on it...so they say...but as of 3 p.m. it was still broken and I've not yet recovered.
Of course, that could have to do with the 90 minute workout I put in at my un-air conditioned apartment but, you know, whatever.
I'm off to take a cold shower. Appealing on several different levels.
Unfortunately, I've imposed a no-weeknight-gin-and-tonic-or-there-will-be-hell-to-pay rule. Because really? There isn't anything that takes the heat off a girl better than a G&T.
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