It's 11:47.
It's cold as ice/stone/witches tit - you choose your preference.
My fingers are frozen.
My toes are curled around the laptop power converter for warmth.
Bed seems like a fine idea.
Sleep? Maybe not... but warm, snuggly bed... Here I go...
I choose witches tit...it was fecking cold this morning!
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It was horrible yesterday. Today is better at least. :) And don't feel obligated to comment over on my blog. Just knowing I'm on your blogroll is enough for me!! :)
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