I've bitched about air conditioning before, and I still hold to my opinion that it's overused, but seven uninterrupted hours in this fucking HEAT and I'm ready to change my name to central air.
Today the temperature in Northampton hit 97 degrees (with a 100 degree heat index!) and I thought I was gonna die. I'm currently sitting in Forbes Library, making love to the airconditioner and thinking about how good it will feel to be back in Florida, where an indoor temperature of 72 degrees is the norm, not a luxury.
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