Here's something I never knew about LA before I lived here - it's freaking HOT! And not just during the day - it's roasting at night, too! Perhaps I've just been spoiled living by the ocean, but I'm dying right now at night. For the past four nights, it's been too hot to sleep. I lay awake all hours of the night praying that our ceiling fan had a mister or something on it to make it cooler. The good news is that we do have an A/C in our front room (but, of course, I hate to turn it on because of how much electricity it takes to run. I'm a cheap bastard), so that helps when we're watching TV out there. But at night, in our room, it's another story.
Apparently there are certain tips I can try to help stay cooler before bed, like putting ice near our fan to make it more like an A/C, or putting our sheets in the freezer. Last night I turned on a different fan in addition to the ceiling fan, so we're really keeping that air swirling around in there. Of course, it doesn't help to have a little furball pressed up against me - that's making me roast even more! Hopefully I'll find some relief soon - I'm a walking zombie right now. Blurgh.
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