Heat Delirium

Have I mentioned lately how friggin' hot it is here? I hate New Mexico in the summertime. A couple of hours ago I got in the car for a five-minute trip to the post office -- in other words, not long enough for there to be any point in turning the air conditioning on, since by the time the car started to cool off I'd already be there -- and by the time I got home I was covered head to toe in sweat and was already feeling the faint beginnings of a heat-induced headache. Not that the house is that much better. The swamp cooler brings the inside temperature down 20 degrees or so, but when it's over 100 outside that still puts it way too far above the comfort zone.

The really annoying thing is I can't even put on shorts unless I want to go to the trouble of changing before work, because they've got the air conditioning turned up so high in there that it induces goose pimples. And people wonder why I get sick...