It's 111 degrees where I am, in the Los Angeles area. All I can do is sit here and cry. I have an air conditioner, but it's an old window air conditioner. You have to stand right in front of it to feel any cool air. My poor cats are suffering, too. I HATE L.A. I feel so desperate in this miserable heat, it feels like I'm going to go crazy. Cold doesn't bother me at all. In fact, I like it. But heat -- I can't tolerate it. It makes me just want to die. Anything to get out of the heat. I feel like I'm in Auschwitz and I've been shoveled into an oven - with a lock on the door!

I never seem to be able to get enough money together to move out of Cali-f-ing-fornia. I've wanted to do that for years. Although, I know it's hot in other parts of the country. But at least there, it's hot for a little while and stops. This heat has been going on for weeks, and will last through October. The worst hasn't even come yet.

I HATE HEL L .A.!!!!!

And people call this hellhole paradise. Gawd...