Hell's teeth! I'm melting! Can anyone make sense of this fickle weather!?

I'll be hanging about the flower shop for the air conditioning should anyone need to contact me in person.

Nevermind the funeral preparations. It appears that I am in perfect health and shall remain so as long as I don't succumb to dehydration and/or a heat stroke.

What the bloody hell is going on with this weather?

God be damned if I catch a cold from this!

If you don't hear from me within the next day or so... Best break in the door to give my corpse a proper burial. Be sure to dress me in the black suit.