It's supposed to be 90 DEGREES today. You know you're in trouble when the sun is shining at 7 AM. And yes, I know that it's probably been over 100 for the past twenty out of thirty days where you live, blah blah bah, I don't care, and that's why I don't live where you live. That's why I live in Oakland, where anything above 79 is pretty much considered the devil's weather. Oh, and I hate tank tops. Not just on me, but on everyone. Keep your armpits to yourself please, thankyouverymuch. Poor Cheech. Having spent all of her 18 months here, hot days are so confusing and emotionally overwhelming for her... I get you, my sweet girl. Really, I do.