Though it's been said, many times, many ways...
It's really fucking hot.
The heat will be gone in 24 hours (supposedly). Despite my misery, I've enjoyed hearing multiple news outlets call New York the "Baked Apple." It's too too appropriate. It's also amusing to hear Mayor Bloomberg ask people to hold off on doing laundry until the weekend (dryers eat up a lot of electricity, evidently).
So, like others out there in knit-blog land, I've been knitting a wool sock for the past few days. It's little. That's fine with me. I would take a picture, but the camera dock is in the office room, and it's been sealed off to save on cooling. I had to run in there for a few minutes this evening, and it was baaaad. This weekend!