There must have been close to a hundred degrees today, and most of them came into my house. Worse, most of them are still here. They'll probably be here all night. It's like they threw a big party without my permission. Most of them will be back tomorrow, and the next day, and maybe the next. I'll be spending time with paper. It doesn't need to be plugged in, and it never crashes. If I'm not here for three days, send ice.