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It's hot. No funny quip or witty explanation can mask the fact that when I even think about going outside, I start to sweat. As a result, I daydream about cool things... mainly of the liquid or ice variety.
(And no, this isn't a I-can't-wait-for-sweater-weather post [we've still got all of August to face]... I'm just saying that bearable-in-a-tank top-weather would be nice!)