Work in Progress

You oughta hear the mirror in my house You oughta fear her pretty, pretty mouth Says I’m imperfect in every way: “Miss Almost, Miss Maybe, Miss Halfway”/...But I’m gonna burn, I’m gonna shine and multiply I’m gonna fill up the great divide You’ll never break me with all the things you say “Miss Almost, Miss Maybe, Miss Halfway”

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Holy cold...

I just walked back to my dorm in a -37 degree wind chill.
The high of tomorrow, without taking wind chill into account, will be -6. With wind chill somewhere around -40.
I think it kind of goes without saying, but...
BRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!