Too tired to work. Can barely keep my eyes open. Not getting any sleep because it's so fucking hot. I live on the 7th floor in a room with west-facing windows that only open THREE INCHES. Fucking restrictors. I know they're there to keep the depressed postgrads from comitting suicide by leaping out the windows, but the only reason anyone in my building is contemplating suicide is because it's too fucking hot because the fucking windows don't open! Argh.
Last night I laid on my bed, not moving, completely naked, fan blowing on me full force, and I was still sweating like a fat man on a Texas whore in July.
Is it October yet?