24 degrees Celsius, 70% RH, feels like 34

...feels like trying to breath underwater. And that's at midnight. I'd rather not comment on what it was like in the afternoon, when it was 33 degrees without the humidity effects.

Oh, okay, I'll comment: Yech. Blech. Bleah. Ugh.

I'm basically an Arctic critter. Dry and cold equals good. Ain't cut out for this shit. 'Specially not with the delightfully timed virus that just moved into my upper respiratory tract. This kinda nonsense is why I left DC. But whereinhell am I supposed to go from here? This is Ottawa, fer cryin' out loud, people. Clean air, cool climate. Or so I heard.