burny burny burny

By the way, it's just tipped 45 degrees in Adelaide here today (that's Celsius, which is about 113 Fahrenheit).

My eyes melted when I went out to lunch. Actually I began to resemble something from a Dali painting. But it is a dry dry melt. The air smells as though it is burning. In Sydney, I'd be a humid little puddle in such heat, here it's like being blasted with fire.

Just thought it worth a mention. Tomorrow will be a positively balmy 41, as will the day after (update: tomorrow is predicted to be the same as today - urrgh). Still, it's 2 degrees in Paris France and -11 in Paris, Illinois. I'm not sure who's having more fun.


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