the warmer it is outside, the more toasty it is in my apartment. i haven’t turned the heat on yet this season, but the thermostat reads 75 degrees. i have no control over the heat in this joint at all. i think i might live right over the boiler or something.

waking up all hot and sweaty after doing nothing but sleeping makes me crabby. if one wakes up hot and sweaty, one should have very well earned it and had a handsome reward for their efforts.

life, darling ones, is not fair. hell, i think i’d better get dressed so i can go outside and cool off.