Color me freaking freezing
Winter is my nemesis. My tropical blood is screaming for an escape from this arctic hell. It is an uber-pain in the patookas to have to think about whether I have enough layers on to prevent me from passing out from hypothermia each time I have to leave the apartment. I am in serious need of a beach this very moment. I am going to sit here and think thoughts of Africa. At high noon. Me sitting on black asphalt. In sweatpants.
posted by All Aglow @ 12:51 AM
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you could always head out west....now, granted, the cost of living is such that "professionals" can only afford cardboard boxes underneath the freeway (your fellow transients will surely love your pontifications)....but the winters are mild, and there are still a few patches of green left, and you, like me, can relish the random encounters with C-list celebrities in the Olive Gardens of the world.
eh, maybe it's just better to freeze.
Sold! Corner me some real estate under the interstate & I'll look into some extra large boxes @ U-Haul. I anxiously await the day we spy Danny Bonaducci while lunching at Denny's.
Bwa ha ha!
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