Way Below Freezing
It has been unreasonably cold here the last few days. It's been so cold that I couldn't leave the house without pants like I said I was going to in my last post; if I had, I'm pretty sure my nuts would have crawled up inside me and my foreskin would have snapped off. And that would be shitty.
It was so cold that the doors on the bus froze shut, and the other passengers and I were trapped inside. It was so cold that I have frostbite on my nose from the three-minute walk from the busstop to my house. It was so cold that when I farted outside, the fart froze in midair, fell to the ground, and shattered into thousands of smelly little shards. OK, I made that last one up, but you get my point. It has been so cold that I've been seriously re-evaluating my decision to live here.
You want to know what's worse than driving around when it's 35 below? Changing a flat tire when it's 35 below. My day pretty much sucked. How was yours?
T.