I'm used to triple-degree summer weather living in the San Fernando Valley. Usually, it happens a few days in August, and we all laugh about it in December, when it's 70 degrees and sunny on Christmas. After all, it's a small price to pay for mostly mild weather year round.
Yesterday, as I took a moment from making the 12 venti-extra-caramel-frappucinos-with-extra-extra-whipped-cream (nasty), I looked up and out the window at the McDonald's marquee down the block. It said it was 116 degrees. At 7:00PM.
...At least it's dry heat?
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this is not normal. if we'd've (like that?) wanted this sort of summer, we would have stayed in the city. im sweating.
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