beulahbondo's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- How cold is it? Last night it snowed so hard, and the windows in my living room are so crappy and ill-fitting that this morning I have snow drifts on the inside windowsills. I'm not kidding. The bowl of yarn on one windowsill is now a bowl of snow. And it's not melting. That's how cold my living room is. Can you imagine how cold I am? I know what you're saying: Beulah, get thee to a warmer place, like Peet's or your office. I know. I know. But it takes time to roust oneself when one is cold. And I. Am. Cold. Chilled, 9:09 a.m. - 2005-03-09 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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