I suppose temperatures up to 30°C qualify as a heatwave in the UK and even moreso for Icelanders. In my neck of the woods it's nothing to worry about unless it's up to 30 by 8 or 9am. Then it's pretty much guaranteed to be on the wrong side of 40°C for most of the day.
I am, somehow, less interested in the weight and convolutions of Einstein’s brain than in the near certainty that people of equal talent have lived and died in cotton fields and sweatshops. - Stephen J. Gould
Similar weather here. I do not like the heat. My body is made for cold weather: fur-covered and blubber-lined. I really need to move somewhere more suited to my disposition. Sælir, how's the job market in Iceland? You, uh...you got a spare room?
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tattuchu wrote:Similar weather here. I do not like the heat. My body is made for cold weather: fur-covered and blubber-lined. I really need to move somewhere more suited to my disposition. Sælir, how's the job market in Iceland? You, uh...you got a spare room?
tattuchu wrote:Similar weather here. I do not like the heat. My body is made for cold weather: fur-covered and blubber-lined. I really need to move somewhere more suited to my disposition. Sælir, how's the job market in Iceland? You, uh...you got a spare room?
Actually I do and the job market is fine I think
Great! I'll be right over. You have a PS4, right? I'm gonna need a PS4. Oh, and what's for dinner? I'm hungry
People think "queue" is just "q" followed by 4 silent letters.
It's definitely too nice to be working, and perfect for eating at the pub and sitting in the beer garden in the evening, but it's only Monday so instead I will cook and not drink delicious cold cider.
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