Getting very steamy out here. Hit 31 degrees Celsius today. Biking - the breeze that hits you is steamy. Piping hot. I'm amazed at the Celsius scale. 5 degrees change is actually a big deal. So here's what i've gathered over the years with the temperature.

Anything above 35: rare. But it's basically atrocious. Just sit in a/c room and not step out. You'd melt otherwise.
30-35: Usual afternoon temps back home. Not pleasant either.
25-30: Warm. Sufficient T-shirt and shorts weather.
20-25: Still warm. Still T-shirt and shorts. But this is actually the best temps.
15-20: Cool. T-shirt and jeans. Also nice to walk around, unless there's a stiff breeze.
10-15: Cool. 2 layers weather. Hmm, probably not that nice to waddle round, but still bearable. The best temps to sleep in though. Snuggle under blanket.
5-10: Cold. Definitely a jacket is now necessary. Hmm, start to see vapour billowing out of mouth. I take the presence of vapour as 10C or less.
0-5: Cold. Hmm, perhaps gloves are necessary now. Yes, gloves are necessary when biking. Coz the wind really rubs your hands raw.
-5 to 0: Cold: Gloves definitely needed. 3 layers weather. Preferably stop walking round like a fool. I was that fool. I walked along lake Michigan in Chicago when it was sub zero. And the freaking wind. UGH. But it's so pleasant to see the huge lake extending to nowhere.
Anything below -5: Very cold. HAHAH... gloves. Hats. Whatever you can pull out of the store. ANYTHING. My ears.

OK, that was really dumb. I just sat through 3 episodes of Six Feet Under this morning. The last 3 episodes of season 5 in fact. I missed the series finale the last time, so i thought i should sit through the whole season before watching it. AND... yes. The last episode is phenomenal. CLASSIC 6 Ft Under. And Sia's "Breathe Me" is such a fantastic song for the show's ending. I experienced a type of emotion that i never had... when i watched the last scene. It wasn't a couple of tears welling up and then falling.. neither was it the moist eyes type where tears never fall.. it was tears welling up and accumulating.. and then with each scene, the tears threaten to overflow.. then they ebb.. then they try to pour out.. then they stop. As the scene builds up, you just sink deeper and deeper into the screen.. and you can't pull out, until it ends. Then a tear falls.

I love Six Feet Under. I love that i had the chance to experience it. Thank you Alan Ball and HBO for making such a classic show.

Now it's also the end of Will and Grace this week. Although it has long turned into a pile of turd, i still liked what it brought to TV (earlier on).

Clearly, i haven't done any work this weekend. Plus my blog has turned more into a site of narration rather than one of emotion. What changed? I have no idea. Perhaps it's just that harder to emote when you are sitting under the blue blue sky everyday. It would have been easier under the perpetual gloomy english weather.

Or maybe there's just no point writing about it anymore.

"How do you expect things to change, if you don't change?"