It is 80 degrees in my class–er, cubicle. 80. The temperature of early summer. The temperature of greenhouses. A temperature it should never be inside of a building occupied by humans. And humid. God, is it humid. It smells like feet, or a gerbil cage. Nice. I am not kind when I’m hot, and I. AM. HOT. Feel sorry for my 4th block class. Feel very sorry.
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yes. 80 degrees IS hell. It is 80 effing degrees in Jax today & I think I just saw satan go by on a golf cart.
hope you can get home soon!