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it's cold, dammit!
Jul. 19th, 2007 08:14 pmThe vent over my head pumps out a lot of air. It feels like there's a fan blowing directly on me. I don't have enough hair on my head to keep me warm. I don't get to the point of shivering, so even though I am cold, I know the cold doesn't bother me as much as the draft.
I got outside, and was disappointed that it was only about 72°. It felt warmer, though, because the sun was out. I didn't roll the windows down in the car. I just let the heat sink into my bones. And like a lizard on a rock, I set my hand down on the center console, where it was *really* hot. My mouse hand usually gets colder than the rest of me.
I got outside, and was disappointed that it was only about 72°. It felt warmer, though, because the sun was out. I didn't roll the windows down in the car. I just let the heat sink into my bones. And like a lizard on a rock, I set my hand down on the center console, where it was *really* hot. My mouse hand usually gets colder than the rest of me.
