Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Mercy

Yesterday a friend at work (back in temperate SoCal) asked if I was in the "heatopocalypse". The answer is yes:


Again, it's the humidity. Not only does it feel like someone opened a massive pizza oven door but the humidity is so thick, it's almost choking--like walking through water.

I wish there was a word for a sweating version of puking--sweating where it's just uncontrollable, you keep praying for a break or relief, and you just want to hide indoors with the shades drawn. Because I'd use that word all the time right now.

Man, I'm so tired of swuking.

2 comments:

Pound said...

i know the word. it's called "south carolina."

Tom said...
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