I have two words for you: COLD SHOWER. That's right, ladies and gentlemen. Let me explain my plight to you. 1. Our air conditioning doesn't really work. Since we like to sleep in clothes, we open our window at night. Things are starting to get a little chilly at night, so in other words, we wake up to a 55-degree room. (That's Fahrenheit, people.) 2. COLD SHOWER. And my laundry evidently didn't dry last night so I also had a cold, wet towel. Mmm. Oh, the college life.
In other news, my love life is just about as nonexistent as the last time I mentioned it, for those who wanted to know. Man, those were the days.
