Hot in the city

I almost overheated in my coat today, but I still refused to take it off, a sure fire way of getting sunburnt. I feel like there should be something happening in town tonight, but realistically I am too lazy and jaded to bother. Besides, I need some quality recovery time from the fridge clean out, though less than I might otherwise have needed as a similarly innocent flatmate helped out. Let the bitchkrieg begin.
Anyway, I got my comeuppance later on at volunteer work - todays hilight was a pile of clothes that smelt like urine and boiled meat. I assure you, there is nothing quite like it.
So on my agenda for early this evening
-sneeze some more from that awful hayfever
-contemplate why someone would donate smelly, meaty clothes
-ponder whether or not BBQs are the new Pot Luck Dinners
-curse the people who have not bid on my auctions
-try to stay cool
-look for something to do
When put it a list like that it almost seems action packed, though nothing on the thrilling lives of other people I know. Screw you all and your fulfilled lives.