snap

Yesterday was mostly: walking around in the cold. Some sitting in seminars. But all I really remember is the cold.

I really hate the cold. I genuinely despise it. I do not find it refreshing, or bracing, or invigorating. I do not like 'wrapping up warm'. I hate the restriction of gloves. I hate being choked by scarves. I refuse to wear silly hats. I hate it when my skin goes see-through and the ends of my fingers go numb and my feet don't work and the small of my back aches with it all. I depise everyone who is sporting a grin and rosy cheeks and I swear to god if you toss that snowball at me you will not live to regret it.


In other news:

I cannot wait for this boy's book to be done!