What the hell is that? Somebody shoot me for writing a title like that, and then shoot my dog for doing an almost-puke thing that smells like he’s been eating his own shit for the last three hours, which he probably has.
It’s snowing again. And before you roll your eyes and think some stupid thing like, “She’s from Chicago and she’s complaining about the snow in February. Ho hum. Click,” let me just say, I’m not actually complaining about getting more snow right now, even though we have a foot on the ground right now. In fact, I love it. What I DO NOT love is the fact that it’s about -5 right now and we were supposed to get some kind of “warming trend” today. If this is a warming trend, then I am a 20 year old, 6 foot, 130 pound, 32-DD goddess. THIS IS NOT WARM. -5 is a warming trend when you are one of those stupid people who like to spend months in the Anarctic or the Arctic or wherever it’s really cold doing scientific research on stuff nobody cares about, unless it’s about warming trends.
I got my new computer today. The UPS man arrived at about 7:35 p.m. I opened the door and said, “I was about to send out a search party,” and what I meant was, “I was about to get in my car and come searching for your ass, where the hell have you been, give me my goddamn box and go home.” There’s a few differences between my old computer and my new computer, and one of them is that my new computer is much, much smaller and much, much more powerful. Which means I might actually use all of it’s capabilities sometime around 2017, by which I’ll have already gone through several more.
I may or may not be making any sense, but that’s not really my problem, now is it?
It’s close to midnight and I have to teach in the morning, so I’m about to go to bed except I don’t wanto to stop trying to figure out Vista. I want to make it do that Aero thing, but I don’t know how. Do I have to watch some kind of tutorial or something? That’s so sad.
Have a lovely night, everybody, and please pray that when I wake up, it’s not below zero. I know that, even with all of your fingers crossed, it’s unlikely. But there’s still a chance. Right?
Your title is gayer than AIDS and almost gayer than cancer.
Damn, I hope it warms up a bit before I get there next week.
Somebody’s Son, I’m going to ignore your ignorant comments. Seriously.
Badabing: Don’t get too excited here, but I just took a look at the weather report, and it is showing mid-30s all next week, with, believe it or not, a temperature of 47 whopping degrees by next Saturday.
Now THAT is balmy!!!
I just said nanny nanny boo boo out loud.
Also, I don’t understand your temperatures. We have mid 40 degree days here on occasion but it’s celcius, not farenwhateveritis, and you don’t want to know about it. That’s probably a gazzilion degrees in your measurements.
Nothing makes sense.
I just used this fancy thing called the internets to find a celcius to fahrenheit converter, and 40 degrees celcius is 104 Fahrenheit. If it were to get that hot here, I’d be cranking the air conditioning and sitting in a bathtub full of ice. And vodka.
The only thing that really makes sense here is that 40 degrees where you are is crazy hot, and 40 degrees where I am is balmy and pleasant after subzero temperatures, but nipply after a hot summer.
That paragraph didn’t even make sense. What the hell is going on and why am I not drunk yet?
Wonderful…guess I’ll break out my shorts and flip flops
I was going to comment, but after these preceeding comments, nothing seems appropriate. Are you saying you were NOT drunk when you wrote that?
John
John, I may have had a couple when I wrote that, but I had to teach the next morning, and there is nothing I hate more than being hungover than trying to teach the youth of America how to write better.
Badabing: bring your flipflops. I know if it hits 47 next week, as promised, I will most definitely, at the very least, be wearing shoes without socks, if not flip flops.
Dang…who needs Florida when it’s flirting with 50 degrees in Chicago? It sure feels like Spring here…warmer here than when I left home yesterday.
Yes, it’s pretty nice! Although, my parents are in Florida and I just got an email from my mom telling me that it’s more beautiful there right now than she ever remembers it being.
I’ll be glad when the snow melts and things start turning green!