It is like 90 degrees.
Air conditioning please.
You can pass out in this heat.
Too hot to move have a seat.
The forecast is the posted word.
I wish it snowed in this California desert.
Roasting hot is what I felt.
We all need to moisture our eyeballs with eye drops people so they don't melt.
Too much to ask for some loving.
It is like a solar oven.
No money for gas.
No a.c. for the low class.
Only poor people with dui's take the bus.
***** to be us.
I still ain't no one's wife.
I know Ariel & I are destined for at least a middle class life.
A pay check would fill this void.
It's been almost 2 decades for her & almost 4 decades for me of thus poor poverished lifestyles of the broke & unemployed.
The universe taketh & the universe giveth.