Chicago? In November? Really? What moron decided that was a good time and place for a conference.
I am sitting here in my parka in my fancy hotel room contemplating starting a small fire in the corner to thaw my nose out, because no matter how far I crank the thermostat up...it remains just above zero up in here.
Yes I am a wussy Californian, used to my cushy state with its lavish sun and overly-temperate weather, but seriously…ITS COLD!
I would write about the Mr. Chatterbox and Stinky McStinkison that I sat between on flight here or the near fire-breathing rage that I experienced earlier today…but unfortunately as the temperature of my fingers drops, my number of typos increases…and just trying to type this has taken like four hours.
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You need some hot chocolate, or a nice warm bath....
It always makes me smile when my cousin visits from SF - takes her days to get used to the cold (I live in the UK)
Needless to say, she now owns lots of woolen garments :)
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