'Lessons'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
no way would I walk more than 5-6 blocks in the 20 degree weather we have.
It is all sunny now, faking one into believing that there might be warmth outside, but No! sunny only means colder.
I have come to the end of the first 5 pages of database updates. woo to the hoo.
Now, I file.
The line to be jealous starts to my left.
The drawback of the cold is that I have a very narrow temperature-comfort zone. I really hate being too cold; but when I get too hot, I get dizzy and weak-kneed. So I dress for the cold on my walk to the T, and then have to strip off layers once I arrive. Sometimes, it's a lot of layers.
And sometimes, even that is not enough. When it's wicked cold, the T slows down a lot, so each car is much more crowded, and all of those people and all of their woolly clothes makes me too hot anyway. It's very hard to explain that you were late to work because you had to get off at a random stop and sit down in the cold by yourself so as to remain conscious.
But I think I would rather be late to work 100 times than pass out on public transit. I think I would rather be required to tap-dance on a table in a crowded restaurant than pass out on public transit.
Mr. Happy
??
do not want to know.
you need more than one Mr. Happy, I think. Like, a whole regiment of Mr. Happies.
He's not alone. He has Miss Helpful at his side. Wouldn't want him lonely!
I used to walk to and from work (20 or so minutes if good weather) in Montreal. One can get used to it. Not enjoy it, I don't think.
Mr. Happy
I could Google, but I prefer asking the hivemind.
[Edit: sort of upside-down x-post with msbelle and ita's link explains it]
Judging by the large numbers of people I've seen passed out on public transit, it doesn't look too bad....
Except for the times they wet themselves....
It has vodka and coffee (hush, Jessica) and Mr. Happy.
I'm hoping Mr. Happy isn't what I've always understood Mr. Happy to be. Or have you started keeping trophies from Krav?
I like skirts that swirl around my ankles. My next-door neighbor asked me yesterday what I was dressed up for and it took me a moment to realize that she'd mistaken my red turtleneck, jet necklace, and black velvet skirt for an occasion. Nope, just letting my inner Goth out for a walk.
you need more than one Mr. Happy, I think. Like, a whole regiment of Mr. Happies.
He's not alone. He has Miss Helpful at his side. Wouldn't want him lonely!
Aww, that's so beautiful.
Except they're not married. That's not right.