Apparently, this is because of El Nino, the baby, and it is disturbing the weather patterns worldwide. I remember back in 1998, when people also complained about how hot that summer was. I guess that was also the work of the baby.
Anyway, the other night, I found myself so hot, that even though the fan was right at my face, I would sweat, and the parts of my body that had skin contact (if I were sitting, for example, the folds of skin on the back of my thighs would touch) would sweat and I would feel so uncomfortable. I figured that at 9:40 PM, I would do an ice cream run. So I went to the nearest convenience store, and it was good that they were still open that night, and I bought a couple jugs of ice cream. They were on sale, 2 jugs for 7.00 USD.
The day after that, I found myself somehow devoid of work. My dissertation wasn't moving because it was my adviser's turn to move, and he had to read what I gave him before I could do something with it. In one collaborative project, I already gave my comments on the paper we were publishing, and I am not the first author of it. And in yet another collaborative project, I wrote all I could think of and I needed my collaborator to read it before we proceed. So in essence, I found myself a day without anything to do.
I figured I catch up on my fictional reading. So I did. I grabbed the book I was reading, and went to south campus, and picked a tree that had a big shade. A few hours later, I finished the book. Fortunately, I had another one.
However, the heat was there, so I figured I move somewhere cool, so in search for air conditioning, I went to the library.
This is one stupid baby.