It's days like this I seriously question the mental sanity of a collective group of people. I mean honestly, isn't -37degrees someone’s way of saying 'Dude... maybe you shouldn’t live here?'
When I went out to start my car this morning, my doors were frozen shut. Not because the car was wet or anything... just because it was that freakin' cold. After fiddling with both doors for a while, I finally managed to pry the passenger door open. Which meant I had to lie across the front seat and *kick* the driver's side door for ten minutes. Due to the door's frozen'ness', I was unable to tell how much open'ness' had been achieved by the aforementioned prying, you see. It would be just my luck to be driving and have the thawed door burst open as I was navigating a particularly difficult turn thus ejecting me out onto the streets into oncoming traffics.
Trust me on that.
Oh-my-freakin-god. It's been hours since I've come in to the hotel and yet I can STILL feel the chill of outside in my bones. My traitorous hands keep trying to cram fattening foodstuffs in my mouth- this weather makes putting on 15lbs and sleeping for a couple months seem completely reasonable. Forget this, dammit. I'm digging out my passport and spending the holidays somewhere warmer.
...like Canada.
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