Let's Talk About the Weather

It's hot here. We're all pretty confused. Right when the girls were busting out their UGS and skirts w/ leggings, right when deciding which jacket to wear (or "borrow") was starting to get fun, right after I used my comforter for the first time, it started to get bloody hot. Curses be on the Santa Ana winds. I don't know a whole lot about them, but I do know that they are HOT and DRY. They turn the whole campus into a giant allergy. The whole campus flocks to the drugstore for cold medicine, lotion, an chapstick. I moisturize nightly and my hands still feel dry. When I go out to run I get that gross cotton mouth feeling is .5 seconds. When I got here I wondered why all the mini blinds were jacked up. Where there was once wonder, there is now understanding.

It hasn't rained here in a long time. The trees don't change colors. We live in a perpetual mild summer/late spring. We are spoiled. We think temperatures only range between 60-80, so the recent venture up to 90 is just downright not OK. We don't have air conditioners. I've heard of some people buying up to four fans which they station in each corner of the dorm. What a bunch of brats we are. But even I'm annoyed and I endure 100+ degree temps for significant parts of each summer. I guess its a combination of the lack of AC and the deadening of my senses. It only gets to me because I get hot when I sleep with my sheet over me. If I have nothing over me I just feel awkward, so getting hot because of the sheet (which I simply must have) is quite a nuisance.

So to sum up, it needs to cool down, and these dry winds need to stop. We live in Malibu. Life isn't supposed to be difficult.

Look out for some crazy-people-watching stories in my next post.