I know I've been complaining about being cold, but I didn't mean for the deities to take it literally and turn the City into a sauna. I can't exactly wrap gifts in this heat, so I guess it'll have to wait until this curse is over. Seems pretty familiar, now that I think about it. Guess it's time to open up a window or two.
And from what I'm hearing, someone blew up a fire hydrent or something last night. Brilliant job. Wonder who it could've been.
I know it's kind of sudden and out of the blue, but would you like to just move in? If you can't or don't want to, I understand, I just thought I'd offer.
Conrad? How far along are you on the bike? I'm just curious.