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Summertime weather is gross.  I hate being hot and sweaty.  Mostly.  The air conditioner at our office broke late last week so we’ve been working in less than desirable conditions with portable air conditioners that don’t cool the entire area, fans that don’t really help, and hot, muggy air that is making everyone cranky.  Some of us have opted to go sit downstairs and try to work there but there aren’t really any desks so it’s difficult.  I’ve camped out down there the past two days on Lisa’s desk and I’m loving it.  It’s quieter, it’s cooler, I can sing with my iTunes and not have to care about if someone’s on the phone.  OH, and we just had the carpet pulled out so the acoustics down there are AWESOME!!  As Katie pointed out yesterday though, our fearless leader who just returned to the office this week and seems to be enjoying this, is viewing it as quite the adventure.  This is fun to him.  Sure, it’s an unfortunate set back, but it’s like going out into the wild to him.  Crazy.  I think it’s just plain ugly and it makes me wonder what I did to deserve such treatment.  I’m a good person.  Mostly.

But in general, during the summer is when I gain my winter weight.  I refuse to go outside - in fact, my yard hasn’t been mowed in about 3 weeks.  It’s just not fair in my opinion to make me go outdoors in these conditions.  I’m currently counting down the days until football starts.  That is the signal to my system that better weather is just around the corner and I can stop being all cranky and gross and that it’s OK to emerge from the safety of my air conditioning.  Get out and exercise off my winter weight.  And it’s football!!  I mean, come on now!!  I love spending my entire Sunday on the couch watching game after game after game.  And then proceeding to complain about various announcers and commercials to anyone that will listen.  Speaking of which, have you seen that creepy commercial for body wash or something where this half man half horse is talking about how he’s two things?  It’s weird.  It makes me uncomfortable in several ways.