Had our hottest day in Phoenix yesterday - 118 holy F degrees. So gross. As if I'm not already exhausted from all the teaching and all the damn stupid drama all around me. It's amazing how you don't even have to be involved in it to feel exhausted by it, though. If only everyone would stop telling me about their problems. I have enough of my own, thanks. You'd think a bunch of professors wouldn't have all this crazy drama bullshit, but no. No, professors are children, apparently.
I need some sort of ritual cleansing - like a Turkish hamam or a juice fast or something. Any suggestions?
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