Winter's Cold
Thursday, December 10th 2009 at 8:33pm
Squirrel: Everything's frosted over, here. I just stepped out and it's so peaceful out.
Me: Yeah, it's pretty damn cold.
Squirrel: Even in your room?
Me: Very much so. I'm fully dressed, under three blankets, have the rice bag burning hot on my fuzzy-socked feet and I still pause between phrases to blow hot air on my hands.
Squirrel: God damn.
Me: Yeah. I keep checking to make sure my window really is closed.
Squirrel: Put plastic over it.
Me: But then I can't stick my head out in the middle of a blizzard to taste the snow!
Squirrel: You'll freeze!
Me: But I like to enjoy blizzards...
Angelfish and I may go dancing tomorrow night, which I really hope happens. I love dancing, and all the better to continue training my body. I have definitely noticed an increase to the amount of muscle have in my shoulders, and abdomen.
Friday, December 11th 2009
Angelfish and I didn't go dancing tonight. Not surprising; she's highly unreliable, but it's understandable - she's a lot like myself. We rescheduled for Sunday night.