Fever in the mornin', fever all through the night

Know what's even less fun than having a fever? Having a fever in a fourth-floor, un-air-conditioned apartment in June. Seriously. I've lost 4.5 pounds in sweat since yesterday. To make matters worse, I haven't figured out how to unroll the blinds on my window (and they're too high up for me to investigate more closely), so I can't even sit around in my unmentionables to cool off!

I do have an air conditioner now. It's just sitting in a box on the floor waiting to be installed ... on Saturday. For those of you outside New York, here's what's in store for the next several days. Actually, only today and Tuesday look especially bad, but still.

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