Uh, so. I'm cooked. Literally. If you're wondering what in the world I mean, well what I mean is that the south of South Australia (I'm the southiest guy you can find) is in a HEATWAVE. Today's temp was 45 DEGREES CELSIUS (113 fahrenheit!). Yesterday's temp was the same, and likely, it's not getting much better from there. I'm living in an oven. And not only that, I got a dry storm warning this morning... dry storms are storms without rain. If something is struck by lightning and it catches fire, there's no rain to put it out again. And that plus extremely dry foliage? Bushfire sanctuary, that is. So I'm hoping that I won't burn in actual flames, considering I'm already burning in both sweat and electricity bills from blasting the air conditioner like I'll die if it's not on (I might). Never used to be like this. Global warming's real, gang. WE'RE ALL GONNA COOK ONE DAY, AND AUSTRALIA'S GOING DOWN FIRST.
