Jun 27, 2007 15:14
After nearly dying yesterday in my 90 degree apartment, I left. Today, I was planning on cleaning my oven-like apartment, but realized I would not survived, so my fiance suggested I spend the day in his 64 degree office. So I did. And still am here. I don't know why I didn't think that an apartment with 15 ft. windows and no insulation would be deadly in the summer. Of course it wouldn't be so bad if it weren't for my condition. Last night I slept with a pack of ice under my chin, and it barely even phased me.
I would not mind spending the day at Treman though. Of course it wont be warm enough to go swimming on the weekend.