today I woke up and the house was so fucking cold. I turned the heat up a little but I am still freezing. this reminds me of a period in my life where I lived at my uncles Butch's house. by the way he is the coolest, besides his butchly name. anyways. He owned this older house in downtown Minneapolis and he loved to keep the heat down so low all winter long that when you woke up you could see your breath ( well not that cold but it seemed like it).
so happy Thanksgiving bitches.
so happy Thanksgiving bitches.