You know how I feel about the more commercial aspects of this season. The creater of this wrapping paper and I must have been separated at birth.
At least I did get some help this morning.
"What's this? Clearly, this is a new cat cave."
Back to my rant: And then there is the weather. It's supposed to be 9 degrees tonight. That's fucking balmy compared to the -25 my family has seen in Minnesota, but you know what? I live on the West Coast for several reasons, and not having it be 9 is one of them. At work we actually turned off the vents and plugged in space heaters, because the vents were blowing cold air.
Not to mention the fact that Friday, I had to spend the morning working from home because multiple accidents resulted from this much snow:
Granted, at least it has been somewhat sunny. Next week it gets a lot warmer (highs in the 30s and 40s) and it rains, which also sucks.
Winter, this is what Vasil thinks of you, and so do I: