I wanna die (at least...)
3:30 a.m. and I can't sleep: the temperature in my room is 32°C (about 90°F if my brain hasn't totally fried). Of course there is absolutely no air (and I left my fan in the bedroom of Beast's son, hoping it will help him sleep a little better).
Anyway, I might seriously consider an escapade impromptue in the Alpes next week... In the meantime, I'm going to take my fourth shower of the day (and planning to threaten -or brib- my landlord for AC...)