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It's hot here. Hot as fuck. Hotter than fuck. Fuck can only dream of being this hot. Mum sent me an email saying that she saw a news report about the possibility of rain in Chicago, but I think the rain decided Chicago was too hot and detoured.

There is no breeze, there is no shade, there is no God.

But then I think about the fact that this heat will end by no later than September, while it is a year-round function in Austin, and I'm okay. When I moved to Chicago I noticed that the primary topic of small talk here was the weather, which makes sense in retrospect. There's no point in talking about the weather in Austin (hot) or Oregon (wet) or California (mild) because it's always the same, but here the weather is a neverending variable.

They say the motto of Chicago is "Urbs In Horto" which means "City in a garden" but I suspect the real motto is Et Hoc Transibit: THIS TOO SHALL PASS.

It might be Adfatimne calidus est prote, "Hot enough for you?"

Appropriately, jenna_thorn has tips on how to stay safe and stay cool.

Comments

[duckyjane.livejournal.com]

This is my trouble too! We also don't usually do air conditioning in private homes on the prairies, so who knew you needed to look for that in an apartment in Ontario? Why must it stay warm all night? Why is there no solace in the basement?

I'm going into work on days off just to keep my blood from boiling. And Canadian Tire keeps selling out of fans.

[bare-bear.livejournal.com]

I am, luckily, living in the basement suite of a house that has AWESOME a/c. I'm usually in sweat pants, slippers, and hoodies year round down here. Except The Lords have gone to Vancouver and left the a/c off, and it's getting disturbingly humid in here, to the point where I'm having problems breathing inside! Man, why couldn't they have gone the previous two weeks when i wasn't home to suffer?! :(