Boiling Point

An Open Letter to My Apartment:

Hey, it's me. The person who lives here. I know we don't speak often (or ever), but things are reaching a breaking point, so I'm resorting to drastic measures.

Why the hell is it so hot in here?

Yeah, I know, it's not really your fault. The temperature outside hasn't really moved from 80 degrees in the past few days. And I realize that today I left a stove-top burner on for an extra hour after the pasta was finished cooking, so the kitchen got very hot. Still, this is no reason for you to maintain a 78 degree temperature inside! Not even the fans are making a difference and, since I am unemployed (and will be for the foreseeable future), I really don't want to turn the AC on for extended periods of time.

So, if you could just stop being so hot, that would be great. Otherwise, I am going to have to resort to eating Sleepygirl's low-fat ice cream sandwiches that are still in my freezer. And that would be sad.