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Brrr...

It's cold. In the low 40s.

Shut up, Rob.

It's supposed to warm up - well, getting into the 50s - later, about the time it starts to rain. Man, I'm so ready for winter to be over.

I had a series of weird dreams last night. BBQ-flavored hot dogs. Howard Dean employing mind-reading Canadians. SG-1 saving Jonas from killer green gravel. Subway trains into the future.

*shakes head*

Still cold.
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It's cold. In the low 40s.

You're not wrong. I don't care if I'm wimpy. I want the summer back.
Shut up, Rob.

Nope!

-15 when I got up.
-14 two and a half hours later.
-12 when I left.
0 when I got to the office in walm, balmy Cambridge!

:D
Yeah, yeah. Of course, being able to get gainful employment has nothing to do with it.

Actually, it's normally not anywhere near this cold. Temps in the 20s are commonplace, but this is ridiculous.
Yeah, yeah. Of course, being able to get gainful employment has nothing to do with it.

Hey, it's a free country. No one's making you live out there *g*
I bet I'm colder than Rob and I know I got you beat! *grins and runs*

Ruralstar
I'm not even going to say I'm colder than Rob or Ruralstar, but it is in the single digits and snowing. Brr.

As for your dreaming of Democrats and mind-reading Canadians, I think that just beats the dream I had the night before last where Apophis (still disguised as Naonak) was stealing all the encyclopedias from my school so my kids wouldn't get smart enough to overthrow him.
Apophis (still disguised as Naonak) was stealing all the encyclopedias from my school so my kids wouldn't get smart enough to overthrow him.

*cracks up*

Oh man. Thank hon, I needed that.