The forecast said it was going to be mid-80s today. I left the house to take my son to school and it was already 78°, which I took as a bad sign. But now, a mere hour later, it's 87°. I just want to curl up on the ground, rocking back and forth a la Nancy Kerrigan asking, "Why? Why? Why?"
I'm going to take a cool shower before I have to go to work.