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Sep. 10th, 2004 05:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
regala_electraI no longer type with hands. They are icicles. And there are polar bears checking out our offices for their Southern retirment home.
In other words?
I am freezing to death.
There is also the general feeling of boredom that comes when OH MY GOD why is NOT 5:30 yet?
I want to home where I can control the weather. No, I'm not a super powered mutant. Or God. (I only think I am.)
There is beloved air conditioning at home that, get this, can be adjusted to a temperature ABOVE fucking freezing!
Or I could leave the windows open and enjoy the weather as is.
But I'd be able to feel sensation in my hands again.
Woe.
In other words?
I am freezing to death.
There is also the general feeling of boredom that comes when OH MY GOD why is NOT 5:30 yet?
I want to home where I can control the weather. No, I'm not a super powered mutant. Or God. (I only think I am.)
There is beloved air conditioning at home that, get this, can be adjusted to a temperature ABOVE fucking freezing!
Or I could leave the windows open and enjoy the weather as is.
But I'd be able to feel sensation in my hands again.
Woe.
