I know it's supposed to warm up tomorrow, but damn it, the heater I've been keeping under my desk to keep me from freezing to death while I'm trying to work has shit the bed TODAY.
I know it feels like winter came late because December and January were kind of mild, but damn it, I'm ready for spring now. NOW. Not in May or whenever New England weather decides to quit fucking with me.
I can't even figure out why I still live in New England, except that it would take a ridiculous amount of effort to move somewhere else.
I have more to write, but I have a class to teach in 30 minutes and I'll need 20 of them to drive there, so it's going to have to wait.
I know it feels like winter came late because December and January were kind of mild, but damn it, I'm ready for spring now. NOW. Not in May or whenever New England weather decides to quit fucking with me.
I can't even figure out why I still live in New England, except that it would take a ridiculous amount of effort to move somewhere else.
I have more to write, but I have a class to teach in 30 minutes and I'll need 20 of them to drive there, so it's going to have to wait.