Not even 7:00 am...

...and it's already 85°F/29°C degrees on the scorch, I mean porch.

I realize that there are parts of the world where 85°F/29°C and 100% humidity occurs all the time and parts where that's considered a cold spell...I am so HAPPY that I don't live there. I also realize that in a few months I'll be whining about the fact that it's too cold to spend any time outside...but right now I'm just not chuffed at all. If there is a linguistically correct word for 'unchuffed', please let me know so I can add it to my Eurocabulary.

It is a known fact that crime and violence increase during a heat wave. The sheer crankiness-inducing, irritability-meter increasing ability of heat and humidity on my own person causes me to not doubt that statistic.

This makes me sound like such a whiner, so I'll end the rant on a positive note by saying that I'm thankful for A/C and being stuck inside the cool, comfiness of my home.