So, I guess I'm supposed to be grateful that it's so warm out, but I'M NOT.
Jesse is me. All the buildings have switched over to heating. The Y is a sauna, and not in a good way. I'm sweating while Christmas shopping, and not because of the damage I'm doing to my credit cards.
I probably should have posted this [link] when we were talking about multiple universes.
Shut up, Jesse. We like the unseasonably warm weather!
I really should have ironed this skirt I'm wearing. Oh well.
Work. Bah.
Football is preempting everything on ABC in Baltimore tonight. That's mean.
Wow, I love that comic now, Tom. Thanks.
Shut up, Jesse. We like the unseasonably warm weather!
You are wrong.
Why does Johnny Cash's "Don't Take Your Guns To Town" keep coming up on my iPod? Is it trying to warn me about something?
Leave your guns at home, Tom. Don't take your guns to town.
(Why is it that the bus is always late, when you're on time and it's cold out?)
My bus was late this morning, too. So late that three of them arrived in a little wolf pack. You could've mistaken the first bus as a clown car.