FUCK THIS WEATHER

SERIOUS, FUCK IT HARD WITHOUT IN THE ASS/FACE.CHEST. Apparently I can't think *right* after my brain has been fried at 100+ degrees for 3 days. I have had bad acid trips that didn't last this long, nor made me feel like a complete and total idiot when attempting to communicate with other adults.

I have so MUCH to do, and I've been a trooper, but, w/o a/c, and taking many showers a day, stuffing myself with ice water, walking around looking like hot white trash - I'm fucking done. The other night, the BF stayed over and wanted to cuddle - had to push him off me. Too hot for that even.

Can someone throw a brick at the sun? I don't even want a/c, in fact I despise it; I live in a temperate place for a very good reason. If it dropped to 20F I would be able to smile. All I can do now now is scowl, sweat and shower. None of these things are effective.

IT'S AUGUST, AND SUMMER IS NOW HERE!

Here's one thing you may not know about me: I FUCKING HATE THE HEAT. I'll take sub zero winter weather anytime over a gross, humid Summer day. Thankfully, we've been lucky thus far. Most of this Chicago summer has been quite pleasant, and even down right chilly at times. No more!

It was in the mid-90's today, and tomorrow is expected to be bat shit hot, and close to 100. Ugh. It wouldn't be so bad if my place had A/C, or even just a window unit in my bedroom. Since I have neither I've spent the day marinating on my sticky leather couch, never venturing far from the fans I have setup.

It so hot in my place right now, that the wooden doors have swollen and must be yanked out and slammed shut. Just sitting here and typing has caused me work up a sweat. I think I may have gained 5 pounds in water today alone! And since m y hair is cropped super short, having a actually dry it was an odd sensation. I can't even imagine if I was a woman with long hair. That must suck!

Well, I'm done complaining, and I'm going to seek out an air conditioned apartment, or perhaps a nice frigid bar so that I can actually drink a cold one before it wilts and becomes room temperature. Later y'all.

NEW ROOMIE ON THE HORIZON?

Well, the grand experiment with living part-time with my Father seems to be drawing to an early, premature close. He's not going to be coming to Chicago every few weeks anymore, so it makes no sense for him to contribute towards my rent, as he has no real need for a place to crash in the CHI.

That means I need to find a new Roomie, and quick, as there is no way in hell I can afford to pay the full rent on my own and maintain the somewhat decadent lifestyle to which I have become accustomed. To make rent on my own, I would have to significantly curtail my social life, not buy new clothes/shoes or become a hustler, and none of these options are viable.

The situation is far from dire as I have until the end of July to figure my shit out. My first thought was to inquire amongst my friends about anyone they may now that needs a place, and I have one potential prospect at the moment. But if that falls through and no others develop, well, Hello Craiglist!

I could hit the Random Roomie Jackpot and find a cool guy or gal to share my place with, one whom does not me occasionally walking around in various states of undress and/or drunkenness, but I much prefer a known quantity, even if it's one that I don't know personally, but know through others. This should be an interesting plot twist for the Summer...

PS - It's so FUCKING HOT in Chicago right now. Ugh, I need a cold beer.