This weather brings out the worst in me. I hate it. Anyone who states 'the hotter the better' should be shot in the head.
Trying to exist in 43 degree heat (celcius not fareinheit my North American amigos) is near impossible and bloody frustrating. My hair is as frizzy as Yahoo Serious's do from the eighties and I feel about as sexy as a road fatality with cascades of sweat running down my face and body. Frocking up has become a nightmare and putting make up on is almost not possible due to said Niagara Falls on my face and the heat melting my cosmetics.
The only way to sleep is wrapped in a wet towel with the fan on you after downing several troughs of beer or/and cider. I drank 2 bottles of Monteith's apple cider (bloody lovely BTW) and it did fuck all. I think I just passed out due to sheer exhaustion.
Today is another 40 degree ball buster and I won't be leaving the building until much later when I hope the temperature has dropped 15 degrees and we hopefully have torrential,tropical rain. What a treat I'm gonna look in my red & white polka dot dress,cycling home-rain soaked... I can't think of anything better.
Just pray I don't get barbequed by lightning.