How Hot is It?

I'm in Phoenix, at my friend JJ's house visiting. The airplane ride was icky. I got up this morning at 3:30 AM (yes, I said AM). Funnily enough, I didn't go to sleep till, like, midnight at the earliest, and then the cat started puking. Gotta love those pets, right? I have some stuff I wrote while at the airport, but I'm sneaking into writing this while JJ is out of the room, so I'll have to do that later. She wants me to help her with some tech writing projects. Pfffhht. But then, there will be much rejoicing. (Maybe).

But I never really thought I'd complain that someplace was hotter than Texas. So I won't do it here. But it's so hot (how hot is it?) that ::insert funny joke here::. Hey. Don't complain that I made you come up with your own joke. I got up at 3:30 am this morning. My wit has left the building. (Maybe I left it in Dallas.)