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17 degrees, wind chill 1 degree.........
Dear Diary:
Today is effing freezing. It is so cold, I won't be seeing my sweetie tonight for I will not be good company if I am frostbit. Old Man Winter can kiss my butt!
I have no light fixture in my living room. My tree is still not up. To boot, I still have to do Christmas shopping for everyone on my list (except for my sweetie & my youngest nephew). Argh!! I will now hide under a blanket and continue reading my book (Lirael by Garth NIx, thumbs up!!) and look forward to tomorrow's relatively balmy temps of the 30's, windchill in the 20's.
Today is effing freezing. It is so cold, I won't be seeing my sweetie tonight for I will not be good company if I am frostbit. Old Man Winter can kiss my butt!
I have no light fixture in my living room. My tree is still not up. To boot, I still have to do Christmas shopping for everyone on my list (except for my sweetie & my youngest nephew). Argh!! I will now hide under a blanket and continue reading my book (Lirael by Garth NIx, thumbs up!!) and look forward to tomorrow's relatively balmy temps of the 30's, windchill in the 20's.