So...it's friggin cold.
I mean...not like "brrr...it's 45 degrees" (although, that is pretty cold).
No...I'm talking "27 degrees at 3pm" cold.
So cold, that from the time I leave my door and climb into my car, my pants freeze.
Dude...I was so not built for this weather.
It's cool to visit, but not to live in.
Last nite, I was driving home from the Hotel
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