I don't understand people who walk out into 90 degree heat and bask happily like little lizards.
foreign concept. I wilt. Especially with the added bonus of humidity.
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I don't understand people who walk out into 90 degree heat and bask happily like little lizards.
foreign concept. I wilt. Especially with the added bonus of humidity.
I'm forever turning off my phone and then forgetting about it.
Totally me. Or it rings and I don't answer it. I'm rather phone phobic. I like it as an outbound device of getting stuff I need or want. But as a receiving device? Sort of indifferent.
I don't understand people who walk out into 90 degree heat and bask happily like little lizards.
This is me until I get too hot. Then I'm whiny. Keep in mind, I wear wool sweaters in LA all year long, but especially in the mornings.
Argh. I've been awake since 3 am. I feel like shit. Today is going to fucking suck.
I keep trying to rest but rest isn't sleep. Ugh.
UGH. I feel you.
I don't understand people who walk out into 90 degree heat and bask happily like little lizards.
I am that lizard. I remember walking off the plane to the scorching tarmac in 115F heat in Doha and watching people physically recoil. Me, I loved the sensation of my skin prickling after the icebox of a plane. I can cope with heat for longer than I can the cold.
That said, I am terribly grateful I can control the ambient temp around me for the most part.
That said, I am terribly grateful I can control the ambient temp around me for the most part.
Well, my problem is that I can't! I hate restaurants or other indoor places where I am freezing (more often than you'd think).
If a restaurant or store has its AC down low enough to make me uncomfortable, whoever controls the thermostat must like watching people turn blue. I'm fine with short sleeves until it gets into the low 50s.
I like the heat when I can (a) be still, (b) find shade, and/or (c) be in water. For day-to-day living, NSM. When people ask me about the walking part of my commute, they are always concerned about the winter, but winter is fine! It's summer that sucks.
I'm fine with short sleeves until it gets into the low 50s.
Me too, Matt. 50s and 60s is perfect weather, AFAIC. 72degF is as hot as I want it to ever be. (That's 22degC, for you Celsius people.)
I am not a huge fan of heat once you hit the 90s and up. It's OK if I can find a way to keep cool, but since we don't have AC that can sometimes be a challenge.
I am that lizard.
Didn't you grow up in NM? That might help explain your heat-loving ways.
Crud, I already feel nauseous, headachey, and dizzy, and the day hasn't even begun. I can't really imagine any good that can come from the day. I just want to cry. Again.