It’s like Winter in Florida, except without the beaches, humidity, and being in Florida.

Did we do the time warp again? Why is it so warm outside? Isn’t it supposed to be Winter in December? Bwog superstar Britt Fossum engages in the discourse regarding our unseasonably warm weather.

The End is Nigh.

How are we expected to study for finals when it’s a balmy 60 degrees Fahrenheit every day, when the sun is constantly shining, when the sky is a pure cloudless blue? Are we really supposed to be able to ignore the sound of flip-flop soles smacking against the tile floor of the ref room? Or that the study guide post-its we’ve stuck to the walls above our bed keep sliding off thanks to the humidity condensing on every interior surface?

We were Ready. But we spoke too soon. Now we must pay for our folly in sweat, tears, and the resulting dehydration headaches.

Give me a Cold Day in July, give me Hell frozen over, give me anything but this Second Summer. Give me a reason to hide away in the steamy booths of the Noco library, to pour endless cups of hot coffee straight down my throat.

Learning is impossible if your brain is already boiling.

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