Curse You, Cosmos!

Fate is cruel. I had two three-day weekends in a row, sun on neither. I have a one-day weekend now, and it's been about 25/80 degrees all week, and today is supposed to be the hottest yet. I work. It's 7:30 and the coffee's made. In an hour I'll be on my bike, burning under what's practically an August sun, heading to work. All I can say is, thank God it's a half day!

(The ride last night never happened. Overtime did. Oh well. :) Someone said coffee?