I am in Texas. It is June. And my office has no air conditioner, no fresh air, and we are slowly being drained of the will to continue life and reason among this insanity.
Please send lip gloss and a fucking glass of ice water so I can try and drown myself before I inevitably succumb to madness and throw myself with filthy, filthy abandon upon my not-a-crush-Christ-I'm-too-old-to-be-thi
Still. What a way to go.
(PS REALLY NEED LIPGLOSS!111!)
ETA: 8:25 AM - air conditioner has been turned on. Assuming this is not an effort to speed up our demise with poison gas, might survive after all. There will be no heat madness related throwing of self. No, I am not disappointed at all.