It’s only the first day of June and I’ve already had more than enough hot. New York is just miserable during the summer and it’s a freakin’ 2-3 hour science project just to get to the beach. Not that I enjoy beaches all that much anyway, with my fishbelly complexion. Ten years in Fort Lauderdale and I probably went to the beach twice a year. San Francisco’s freezing summers, which I used to bitch about so much, are looking awfully good right now. There’s no making me happy.