Heat Wave

A terrible thing happened today. Something that I hoped I would never have to experience. One of those scenarios that you hear about happening to other people, and you just think, "Oh, that'll never happen to me!"

Today I spent the whole day whinging about it being "Soooooooo hottttttt, I'm sweatingggggg, aghhhh why is it so hotttttt?" The forecast for today was a maximum of 29C.

Having lived through one of the hottest summer days on record in Adelaide but a few months ago, when I had to endure working in an un-airconditioned kitchen while old mate Satan himself sent fireballs through the streets to produce 45C weather, today marked a terrifying transition into what I can now refer to as having a completely lame ass internal thermostat. I now live in fear for my return to Australian summer, given that temperatures higher than 25C now cause me to break out not only sandals, but also a sweat.

France, you may have weakened my heat resistance, but you cannot break my spirits.

Soooooo hottttttttttt.