the gods of fabric
Nov. 28th, 2007 05:57 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
verbicidePolar fleece pants are the most worshipful creation in the known universe.
Coming home and diving into them at the end of the day makes winter survivable! Which speaking of, holy fuck it's cold. And dark. And omg cold. Did I mention the bone chilling sub-artic weather. (Shut up everyone East of GetsColderThanWhereIAm.)
I've started to remember long sleeved shirts and jackets. I got my gloves out today, but left them on the bed. That was useful.
I was too lazy to go get tacos even though I NEEDED THEM. So I will politely eat my leftovers and watch the joy of Wednesday night tv. (Pushing Daisies, whoop!)
Hobbsie is also not impressed with the weather or my skinflinty-60-degrees-is-plenty-warm ways!
Coming home and diving into them at the end of the day makes winter survivable! Which speaking of, holy fuck it's cold. And dark. And omg cold. Did I mention the bone chilling sub-artic weather. (Shut up everyone East of GetsColderThanWhereIAm.)
I've started to remember long sleeved shirts and jackets. I got my gloves out today, but left them on the bed. That was useful.
I was too lazy to go get tacos even though I NEEDED THEM. So I will politely eat my leftovers and watch the joy of Wednesday night tv. (Pushing Daisies, whoop!)
Hobbsie is also not impressed with the weather or my skinflinty-60-degrees-is-plenty-warm ways!
