I've been living in more temperate climates the last four winters, so it's been a rude introduction to Old Man Winter this year.
Man, is he a cranky bastard or what?
I left my house this morning and it was nine degrees.
And, to make things even awesomer, the heat in my room isn't working. The little thermometer below the tempermental thermostat is all the way to the left - and the last number there is 50.
I guess I'll be spending my evening up here, in the living room.