My air conditioner is broken.

It feels like Key West. When I lived on Fleming St. and I had no A/C. I had french doors that led to a tiny balcony on the second floor of a 3 story house, I would get in the shower, use only cold water, then instead of drying off I would run buck nekkid down the hall and jump in bed, and let the fan cool and dry me to sleep. Now I don't have roomates or a hallway or a balcony for that matter but I still ran dripping wet from my bathroom to my futon. Bad news is, I just have one window and the air doesnt flow that well, Its the hurricane type louvered glass panes. One side wouldn't roll up last night and it was raining, so I just opened one side. I was hot all night. I don't know when my A/C will be fixed. Maybe the sweat will help me lose weight. Well I have to go to work and do maintenance today. So much for 2 days off in a row. Obviously that is not my actual window, I didn't feel like taking a picture of mine. The view from my window is a concrete wall and the back of Jill and Doug's house. :)