uncomfortably hot
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Halifax, 2004.02.03
The temperature on the little thermometer that I brought into the office two weeks ago hit 28C, this afternoon, and parked there for hours. Towards the end of the day I finally lost it and sent off an angry (not quite career-limiting-move) email to ask that it get fixed. Then I went home with a headache and went to bed.