OK, it's FUCKING HOT!

It's 12:10am and still 89 degrees. !!! It hit 100 in Newark, 95 at Central Park. Tomorrow promises to be even hotter. It's FUCKING hot. I'm logging off soon, ungodly early, because I just canNOT stand to sit in this living room much longer. I'm dripping in sweat, sitting here shirtless...a fetching vision, no? It'll be off to my icebox of a bedroom!! YAY! Seriously, I think I'd have a breakdown of some kind if I didn't put that AC in. I can't even comprehend sleeping in this with just a fan...even though I've done it before...barely. This is about as extreme as it gets around here. Anyway, more bike riding and bench sitting along the water tonight. This after an unplanned wine/dinner/bullshit fest with Bern...and somehow taking the car home again. Yes, besides sweating like a fucking donkey in Texas mud, August has indeed started well. I have big plans for you, August...