I can't stand this heat. It is tearing me apart like so much cheap wine. I wish it would go away.

My head is hurting. If it wasn't for my trusty old fan then I wouldn't be able to make it. And even my trusty old fan is not doing too well. It's old and battered. I mistreated it, let it fall over and such. Now it's almost broken. It takes minutes to start and sometimes it just sputters up and stops. I have to perform first aid on it. Take off the cover and manually spin the blades (or whatever they're called) until it picks up and starts rotating again.

It's just. Way. Too. Hot. June 1st. There is no escaping. I don't want to go to work tomorrow. I have had such a tremendous time the last 4½ days. Doing nothing. When it is this hot then you should be doing nothing. That's my philosophy. At least when you're home you can sit in front of your fan and you have ice cold drinks at hand. Argh. I want to sleep a lot.

I have gone 5 months without skipping a day though. I can't ruin that. I am the model employee. I am the very model of a modern Major-General, I've information vegetable, animal, and mineral.

And that completes my complaints for today. Happy hunting, Mr Hunter.

np: mew - 156 (0210xx)