Hello feathered friends, I come to you from inside my bedroom where I am wearing a sweater from Old Navy and sweatpants with my tiny space heater turned on because there’s ~2 feet of snow outside already and THE HEAT IN MY HOUSE IS BROKEN. On my way home from work – a trip that should take 40 minutes but today took 2 hours – I saw a really unfortunate city employee with a plastic shopping bag wrapped around his head because he presumably had no hat. I haven’t been able to feel my feet in an hour and a half. I am thankful that I have a shamefully full-to-bursting drawer of legumes to subsist on because there is NO way I am leaving again to go to the store. My housemates and I debated going out to take shelter in a cafe until our pathologically inept landlord gets some mysterious “friend” named “Chuck” over here to fix the godd*mn heat, but we ultimately elected to freeze because at this point nothing can induce us to go outside again. Probably we will end up setting our belongings on fire inside a trash can, a la Rent, and playing Settlers of Cataan until we die and/or help arrives.
Anyways, the East coast is getting a lot of snow, huh? How are you dealing?
