Supposed to be. Then our A/C died Friday night and now it's too damn hot to leave my fan. The thought of sitting in the kitchen, under the hot lights, trying to do delicate work... Not. Possible.

These things always seem to happen on holiday weekends. Last time the stupid thing went out it was over a Fourth of July weekend. I swear it's like someone in my family pissed off a gypsy like in Thinner.

I want to live in the freezer. Or the shower spraying cold water. Or Antarctica. Or the Dark Side of the Moon. Somewhere where it's cold and there's no pollen.