It is hot. And our apartment + heat becomes the bermuda triangle. Seriously. Electrical appliances mysteriously stop working. And sometimes people disappear. (Usually they come back after their nap).This is an image of a typical day in our living room, with fans aimed at my laptop and at my roommates sewing machine peddle.
It also may appear that I am not wearing pants. Not wearing pants is an urban survival mechanism, so I am, of course, wearing shorts.
I write this from my mom's house, where I have taken refuge after having heat stroke last night. See how my laptop is now working?