Global Warming Is Bad. Very, Very Bad.

I hate this heat. I'm sure I'm not alone in this sentiment. We only have air conditioning in the bedroom, so I have to suffer any time I visit another part of the house. Last night, I actually had to go to bed because I was so hot. I was sitting here in the computer room, a fan blowing directly on me, and only the sickly blue light of my monitor bathing me. And I was sweating in places I didn't know humans could sweat. This heat really makes me aware of how big my body is, how clothes stick to me when I sweat and creep into crevices they ought not. My stomach has been hurting me lately. It's like I can actually feel how much weight I carry around my waist. I am uncomfortable in everything I do right now. I have been eating better. Actually, I haven't been eating that much. (Yeah, cause of the heat). By the time I get done cooking I am so hot, sweaty, and disgusting that eating is the last thing on my mind. So when we do eat it's been things like salad or sandwiches. Yesterday we had Asian salad with grilled shrimps and other yummies. Of course, we had a sugar-free/no added sugar sesame dressing. I have been thinking about taking pictures of when we cook something fancy. Maybe some recipes too. Eh, that sounds like a lot of work. Oh by the way, I am taking applications for a fan boy/girl. You know, one of those svelte aesthetically pleasing things that fans me with a giant feather while I lounge? No? Fine. Be that way.