Last night the temperature plummeted to almost 70 degrees, and I was able to cool my non-air conditioned apartment down to 80 by this morning. I’m positively giddy – a couple of nights ago I woke up hot and sweaty. At 3am, my apartment was almost 90 degrees! I stayed up and looked at air conditioners the way some might look at Internet porn.

Regardless, I’m hoping that I remember to get one today at the hardware store. I never thought I might actually need one, but 90 degrees in Brooklyn is punishing at best and I’ve been miserable for weeks now trying to adjust.