The bonus is the library is walking distance of GRAETER'S.
My library is across the street from Graeters. IJS.
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The bonus is the library is walking distance of GRAETER'S.
My library is across the street from Graeters. IJS.
I think Em and I are now Officially Cha-chaing on Each Other's Last Fucking Nerve.
She's whiny and crying and insolent. I'm seething with barely restrained impatience and annoyance.
We fight crime!
Seriously, if I had had any clue about the weather, I would have moved out here yonks ago.
Word. And I have lived through a cold snap or two, which sucked, but it's more than made up for by the lack of 90/90 weather.
She's whiny and crying and insolent. I'm seething with barely restrained impatience and annoyance.
Has it stopped raining enough for you two to go to the Treehouse?
Hah! Just wait until you are there in December though. Coldest place anywhere. (Although you may be living in a place that has, like, insulation and a decent heating system. My old flat had neither.) ... That actually made me feel no better about how hot and humid it is here.
Please, I grew up in New England when it was actually cold!
Pratically everyday in my office someone asks if I'm tired of the fog yet. I'm sure one day I will be, but that day is not today.
Has it stopped raining enough for you two to go to the Treehouse?
Possibly. There's some neatening up I should do. Plus, I have a headache and I'm tired and cranky.
I'll think about it.
Please, I grew up in New England when it was actually cold!
Oh, no, see I lived in New England during college in a drafty old house. Not as cold as when it was in the low 40s in SF the first winter I was there. (I think some of that was "HUH? How can I be cold in California? culture shock!)
I grew up in New England when it was actually cold!
Actually, the cold snaps here suck, precisely because insulation, central heating, and double-paned windows aren't as common as they are in New England/Alaska/Minnesota. The lack of structural insulations combined with the dampness makes it feel a hell of a lot colder than it is. The cold creeps into your bones with the mist.
I am with you on the not being tired of the fog, though. It's very comforting.
Oh, no, see I lived in New England during college in a drafty old house. Not as cold as when it was in the low 40s in SF the first winter I was there.
Low 40s! Did you miss the story about my siblings building me an igloo for a Christmas present? It lasted for months. My father used to make uphill both ways an ice rink in our backyard every year. That was cold!
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