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channonyarrow) wrote2008-06-11 11:47 am
channonyarrow) wrote2008-06-11 11:47 am
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I am fucking freezing. Half my flist is posting about 90+ temps.
I AM NOT EVEN OUT OF OCTOBER YET, APPARENTLY. We are celebrating "Juneuary" right about now. High today: Expected to be SIXTY ONE DEGREES. And cloudy. So very cloudy.
Look, I'm FROM Seattle and I think this is unreasonable. I think it is unreasonable that I am carrying gloves with me everywhere I go. I think it is unreasonable that I am still wearing four tops to try to stay warm. I think it is unreasonable that I can't wear skirts without heavy tights because it is so fucking cold (on the plus side, incidents of me bleeding to death from razor burn are at an all-time low). I think it is unreasonable that right now I am hoping that they're scheduling the Bite of Seattle for indoors because it will be too fucking cold to eat outside (and that's not even till next month). I think it is unreasonable that I am considering going to Mexico solely so I can see the sun and have some Vitamin D and NOT DIE.
I am WELL aware that it is unreasonable that my cold-related nerve damage site is acting up right now and it normally only does that in the depths (and I mean the DEPTHS, like, say, Christmas week light displays outdoors at Enchanted Village where you will never be warm again even if you are wearing ten tops and silk underwear and three pairs of socks and four pairs of gloves and twelve scarves and carrying a space heater in your shorts) is acting up.
And...that is pretty much the news for now. I have five more days of the film festival left, and then it's straight on to the silent film festival (Douglas Fairbanks! No more German Impressionist silent films!). I may try to write up some reviews of things, if I can remember that I saw them.
Also: Bandflesh. In theory, the best I can say is that I have no dog in that fight and therefore I don't care, but in actual fact, I have never been impressed when bandom interacts in an anonymous fashion, and I don't see that changing even if bandflesh were full of saints.
Apparently, I managed to cut my hand today while playing solitaire on my ipod while I tried to warm up enough to GET OUT OF BED.
I AM NOT EVEN OUT OF OCTOBER YET, APPARENTLY. We are celebrating "Juneuary" right about now. High today: Expected to be SIXTY ONE DEGREES. And cloudy. So very cloudy.
Look, I'm FROM Seattle and I think this is unreasonable. I think it is unreasonable that I am carrying gloves with me everywhere I go. I think it is unreasonable that I am still wearing four tops to try to stay warm. I think it is unreasonable that I can't wear skirts without heavy tights because it is so fucking cold (on the plus side, incidents of me bleeding to death from razor burn are at an all-time low). I think it is unreasonable that right now I am hoping that they're scheduling the Bite of Seattle for indoors because it will be too fucking cold to eat outside (and that's not even till next month). I think it is unreasonable that I am considering going to Mexico solely so I can see the sun and have some Vitamin D and NOT DIE.
I am WELL aware that it is unreasonable that my cold-related nerve damage site is acting up right now and it normally only does that in the depths (and I mean the DEPTHS, like, say, Christmas week light displays outdoors at Enchanted Village where you will never be warm again even if you are wearing ten tops and silk underwear and three pairs of socks and four pairs of gloves and twelve scarves and carrying a space heater in your shorts) is acting up.
And...that is pretty much the news for now. I have five more days of the film festival left, and then it's straight on to the silent film festival (Douglas Fairbanks! No more German Impressionist silent films!). I may try to write up some reviews of things, if I can remember that I saw them.
Also: Bandflesh. In theory, the best I can say is that I have no dog in that fight and therefore I don't care, but in actual fact, I have never been impressed when bandom interacts in an anonymous fashion, and I don't see that changing even if bandflesh were full of saints.
Apparently, I managed to cut my hand today while playing solitaire on my ipod while I tried to warm up enough to GET OUT OF BED.