I’m sweaty from the heat, sniffly from being perpetually in front of slightly dusty fans, and dehydrated and groggy from not having been able to sleep for the past three nights. I feel like my entire long weekend has been wasted. So, if I hear one more moron on TV (or anyplace else) gushing about the “nice, warm, sunny weather we’re having this weekend”, someone may die…
I hate September in San Francisco…
