The Midwestern United States is pretty famous for having the most extreme weather fluxuations in the world. That's a fact too, wikipedia it if you don't believe me, you little fuck.
Anyway, yesterday it was a sweltering 90 degrees. Last weekend they canceled the Chicago Marathon mid-run because someone died. They weren't some fatty trying to complete a dare either, this was a regular marathoner who trained and everything. I believe this is proof that humans were not meant to populate this area.
But the real clincher is that today, ONE DAY LATER, it is 55 degrees. I am in bed, wearing cords, socks, a North Face jacket (with windwall!) and a blanket. I'm still cold.