heat wave

New blog, new beginning.

I feel like my first post should be earth-shattering, thought-provoking, funny, brilliant, and provide any potential readers with a great impression of who I am and why I am made of awesome. (I've been marathoning How I Met Your Mother with my roommate. I know, it shows.)

But that's not going to happen.

Why?

Because it's too damn hot and I swear I can feel my brain melting.

When Melody and I agreed to live together at HCA, we initially debated whether we should get air conditioning. Because we're cheap and refused to shell out an extra $100 (we have to provide our own a/c unit which is impractical because... what would we do with it afterward?) we decided that we would just suck it up.

... We're now proud owners of three fans. We've now reached the point where cold showers are frequent and clothing is minimal.

In conclusion, we're classy broads.