Tonight as an experiment I tried taking my flirtation with the heat to its full pinnacle by ignoring the air-conditioner, throwing the windows wide open, and lounging around in as little clothing as possible.

The results? It's eleven at night, and I'm still covered in sweat. My back is constantly itching from little drops that roll down my spine, but I don't dare scratch because I know my hand will come away a wet mess. Yuck!

Maybe my electricity bill isn't that expensive after all.