The heat
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16:40 GMT – now playing: Fat Boy Slim – Rockafellar Skank
Boy is it hot! It’s boiling hot here! I think I’m going to die before even getting to Summer, this year.
I’ve been working on tomorrow’s comic strip, but it hasn’t been easy, I’m not sure it’s very funny at all… I’ve also been considering the language barrier problems. I did start this log in English, but that’s not my main tongue (yes, I have a double tongue…). Changing to my national language could be appropriate, but I wouldn’t reach as many people as I want.
I’ll leave it at English for now, I think…
Too much time is going by without me taking care of this site… it’s a mess, hard to navigate and all, I hope I can get some free time for it pretty soon, or else…
18:15 GMT – now playing: Brad Fiedel – Cameron’s Inferno
It’s done! The bloody thing!
Of course, it’s only just inked, it must dry and be scanned and painted, and so on and so forth; but, anyway, it’s done and I can send it in in a couple of hours.
Meanwhile, I’m sweating my ass off in the 400 degrees in this room, I think I’ll be dehydrated pretty soon, and they’ll have to identify my body by adding a little water and stirring.
23:38 GMT – now playing: The Fun Lovin’ Criminals – The View Belongs to Everyone
I stink. I mean it literally: I smell bad. I just got an e-mail from a friend at it reads: “It’s too Darn Hot”, just like in the Cole Porter song. It couldn’t be more appropriate as it *is* too bloody darn hot and I’m sweating my ass off again, although the Sun is long set.
The problem is: it’s almost impossible to do anything sensible in its heat. I mean, you’re either a psychotic manic homicidal loon and you’re out there chopping people up and that sort of stuff, or you’re screwed, cause there’s virtually no other job you can actually perform at under extreme heat.
My limbs start to drop alongside the chair, my feet turn to liquid and most of my body feels like gelatin. The worst part is that my brain turns itself upside down in the attempt that it might refrigerate its various lobes, and makes it very hard for me to concentrate or think straight.
There’s a first thing for my new section… I mean, a new section I’m thinking about adding to this blog: “things that make me pissed out of my mind”. Heat, would probably be number one. Have you noticed that, no matter how much naked you get… there’s actually a point after which there’s nothing else to take off? What then?
In high summer I find myself in the tub filled with cold water, and that feels good, but… there’s not much you can actually do when immersed in cold water (or any other liquid at any given temperature, although I do agree you can probably get more done inside a tub of cold water than inside a vat of boiling mercury…). That’s why heat pisses me off. It seriously reduces my ability to drive or operate heavy machinery.
The really nasty part is that I live on a top floor, which means the Sun heats up the place during the whole day, and it stays hellishly hot during the night.
