What gives?

So it's all supposed to be spring, right?

So why the fuck am I so cold (and more fool me, I've not got a jacket) that I'm actually worried that my cold-sensitive various wounds will start acting up?

Also, I checked a Forgotten Realms book today where the heroine winds up wearing, I shit you not, a backless lace shirt (in violet) and a black leather miniskirt.

Whiskey. Tango. Foxtrot.

This makes the Dire Children look normal.

ETA: I should add that I am inside the building. I am considering going outside in the hopes that it's warmer.