I admit it, I live in California. Orange County, California where we do our best to control the climate to stay within the 65-85 degree range and we drive like assholes when we are out of that range. I don't know what it's like to see leaves change color, or snow fall on the ground. It snows in the mountains, but I've never been there. It gets really hot in the valley, but I don't go there very often either.
It gets cold in the mornings. I usually leave for work at 6AM or earlier. And I am cold. From my Secret Santa, here at work, I got a very nice fleece glove, scarf and hat set. I wore the gloves and scarf today. Yes- I wored a scarf and gloves. It was 42 degrees.
Now don't start with the "You don't know what cold is!" schpiel. I hear it from my boss who is from St. Louis where it gets so cold that you lose power! Ok, to me, a place like that is not a place where you are supposed to live. That's too fucken cold!!!! It doesn't have to be less than 14 degrees for me to be cold. I can be cold at 42 degrees. Don't tell me this is not cold. I'm telling you, it's cold.
I'm cold.
Just cause my tits are not frozen SOLID does not mean that I'm not cold.
Weather snobs piss me off.
- re: the holiday "MEE MEE"
- re: Running into the someone who had no idea who I was
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