So. It's hot. It's hot today, it was hot yesterday, and the many days before that, and it's going to be hot again tomorrow. Okay, this is summer; I suppose it's to be expected. But I am all out of patience for walking home from work in 35 degree weather (that's 95 of your American Farenheits) at maximum humidity.
I cope by bringing an entire change of clothes for the office environment, which is effective but also a hassle. I've also started bringing an ice pack to hold against the back of my neck, or the insides of my elbows, while waiting for the bus.
At least my hair is finally long enough to pull back into a ponytail. #SmallMercies
Maybe it's the heat sapping our tempers, but Ken and I have been quibbling about politics. It's a bit stupid, considering that we're Canadian, to argue about the American election, but we do. Ken prefers Trump to Clinton, because a) Trump is more entertaining and b) actually I think that might be the only reason. I prefer Clinton, even though she demonstrably lied during the email fiasco, because at least she has experience and takes her campaign seriously.
I'm not much of a hater, but I hate The Donald. Loathe him. It was all fine and dandy when he was shooting off his mouth on The Apprentice, which I watched and enjoyed. It's another thing entirely for him to be playing up xenophobia and generally being an ass to people from a position of potential real power. He doesn't seem to care at all about anything except his own ego. I believe that he's a sociopath. Not a quality one should be looking for in a world leader.
I've almost completely ignored the Olympics, except for a few minutes of gymnastics. The athletes were amazing and very chalky.
That's about it for this week. How broiling hot is it where you are right now, and how are you coping?