It is thirty-seven motherfucking degrees out. Now, thirtyseven is a perfectly nice lady, but she needs to get the hell off my thermometer.
This was not in the brochure.
This was not in the brochure.
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justlittleolme:
i actually had to buy these things called "sweaters" last weekend. who knew?
shal:
Tell me about it. I'm discovering that I may be getting too old to pull an all-nighter and then continue working through the next day. It's only 11:15 and I'm feeling all hollow and retarded.
