Where I come from winter isn't a season that settles in over you so much as a destination one can visit. Back home it gets a little cooler and a little rainier, but Winter proper stays up in the mountains where it belongs.
Last night I dreamt I was on a weekend ski trip, with all the hilarity and personal injury that entails, including the obligatory massive hangover in the mornings. Then when I woke up today (technically in the afternoon) I had an actual hangover, even though I didn't drink at all last night. It feels like getting the bill for someone else's credit card. Only instead of dollars, transactions are measured in pain.
Speaking of personal injury, I would totally wear this shirt to class.
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