P.F.R

Pray For Rain. That's what it is. I hear thunder, the skies are a purplish hue. And it looks like it is going to rain. Hurrah!
The weather here is hideous. Absolutely hideous. It's worse, when you get into the gents, and then stay in there even just for the minimum amount of time...beads of perspiration begin to form on ye' brow...and it ain't...well, it's just THAT HOT! Welcome to the tropics, welcome to soaking wetness from perspiration just STANDING there not doing much...the Random XS does not, unfortunately, have the wonders of Split-Unit air conditioning. Cantankerous compressor hulks that protrude from one's window frame (well, it's actually a hole gouged out from the window/walls) he has, but one can forget about sleeping to the not-so-silent drone of the compressor chugging away, choking on the humidity it is trying to draw out from the room. Welcome to the Equator.