A high of 14.5 degrees? Really? I hate you as much this time of year as I love you the other three times combined. That's a lotta hate right there, that is.
Sooooo lovely to see you again this morning. Stick around, eh?
Mrs. Seasonal Affective Disorder
Do I even have to say how much I love you? Without you, there is no 9 a.m. You complete me. In a totally non-sexual way.
I <3 U,
Are you even noticing that these entries are appropriately color-coded? Blue for cold, red for heat, brown for coffee? Color this one purple for awesome!
Thanks for reading,