Weather.com says it is only 85 degrees out, but whether because I am tired or because of the heat, I can’t seem to think. When we moved into our place, we didn’t put in air conditioners (the building is c. 1928, so no central air) because, (a) it’s September (!); (b) having paid to move, and for our broker’s upcoming birth, and for staying in the city to find a place, we are not only hugely in debt (nothing new there), but also have choked our cash flow; and (c) in order to put in a window air conditioner, we would have to get an approved, bonded installer, with special insurance, yada-yada, rather than just dropping our existing cheapo window units in. And so, no work for me. This, by the way, is why I initially chose working in Buffalo over trying for a position in Singapore: my brain shuts down when not within the 65-71 degree range.