*Shiver*

Can I tell you? It's FREAKIN' COLD here. After a less than thrilling snow, it is just damn chilly. And the highs are not due to top freezing for a whole week (17 as a high?!)

You hear that hollow thunking sound? It's the sound me banging my head against the desk because I just told my mother I was staying through January last night. What the hell was I thinking? Temporary insanity?

My office has a huge window which sucks heat away from my shivering person. Which is pathetic, since I have on 3 layers. I mean, at least when the huge wall-o-window sucks heat out of my bedroom, I can burrow down into the covers with my tres dorky nose-warmer on (thanks, Cheese Fiend!)

It makes me covet tres dorky apparel like these heated cargo pants.

And my fears have been confirmed. Walking to work, I saw dogs dressed in clothes. One white dog in a Gap hoodie, a pair of Scotties in matching Burberry.

This does not bode well.

on Pandora: Ox - "Shot Me Down"