Recovered from the Wayback Machine.
It’s almost 8pm, the air conditioner has been on for seven hours solid, and it’s still close to 85 in my room. You can feel the heat pulse through the wall, which is a little unnerving. I can’t even imagine what it’s like for people without air conditioning.
I’ve also had some plans go somewhat south, which has forced me to look at my day to day activities and decide that I need some time offline instead of on. I don’t have a lot of patience lately, and sometimes weblogging really pushes the little I have. I also want to see if I can get the book finished sooner rather than later. Knock on wood.