| mathyou ( @ 2005-11-14 23:39:00 |
It's supposed to snow tonight, and because of this I can't sleep. I have been in bed for an hour, reading and occassionally peering over the top of the book to look out the window, hoping to see dusty powder slinking into my building's alleyway. Since the radiators in my building have been set to "nuclear reactor," I've had to open my windows, and while I read and wait for the snow, I realize that snow makes absolutely no distinguishable noise when it falls, but you can still hear it. Do you know what I mean?
An hour ago I realized I don't have an ice scraper. This carries quite a problem since I would have to drive to get an ince scraper, and I can't very well do that if I haven't scraped the ice from my windows. This means I may have to go to Walgreen's on the way to work, which is actually in the opposite directon from the office. I will also have to let my car sit idle while it heats up, which really sucks because that means that for that idle time I will be getting 0 mpg, and my tank average will falter, all because I haven't thought ahead and purchased an ice scraper because I'm still mentally in California.
This morning it was so cold that My gas mileage went down by 4 MPG on the way to work. It was so cold that I cursed myself for not wearing long underwear. And it was, indeed, so cold that I thought about all of the errands I had to do after work, and how annoying it would be to do them in the freezing, pitch black Midwestern night. This, of course, could not help bring up the question of what it was like in Los Angeles at that very moment, and how much easier my errands would be, and how I wouldn't have to worry about wearing an uncomfortable under garment solely to keep me warm for the total of maybe five minutes outside, and potentially risk sweating like a wrestler for the reast of the day spent indoors.
My conclusion is that I'm sure Los Angeles is lovely right now, but if I were living there, I bet I'd be miserable. Or more miserable, rather. I dont' know exactly what it was, but I was never quite happy there. Here, in Minnesota, i bitch endlessly about the ridiculous drivers and across-the-board passive/agressive behavior and that retarded accent. But I really love it.
Please snow soon, Minneapolis. I need you tonight.
An hour ago I realized I don't have an ice scraper. This carries quite a problem since I would have to drive to get an ince scraper, and I can't very well do that if I haven't scraped the ice from my windows. This means I may have to go to Walgreen's on the way to work, which is actually in the opposite directon from the office. I will also have to let my car sit idle while it heats up, which really sucks because that means that for that idle time I will be getting 0 mpg, and my tank average will falter, all because I haven't thought ahead and purchased an ice scraper because I'm still mentally in California.
This morning it was so cold that My gas mileage went down by 4 MPG on the way to work. It was so cold that I cursed myself for not wearing long underwear. And it was, indeed, so cold that I thought about all of the errands I had to do after work, and how annoying it would be to do them in the freezing, pitch black Midwestern night. This, of course, could not help bring up the question of what it was like in Los Angeles at that very moment, and how much easier my errands would be, and how I wouldn't have to worry about wearing an uncomfortable under garment solely to keep me warm for the total of maybe five minutes outside, and potentially risk sweating like a wrestler for the reast of the day spent indoors.
My conclusion is that I'm sure Los Angeles is lovely right now, but if I were living there, I bet I'd be miserable. Or more miserable, rather. I dont' know exactly what it was, but I was never quite happy there. Here, in Minnesota, i bitch endlessly about the ridiculous drivers and across-the-board passive/agressive behavior and that retarded accent. But I really love it.
Please snow soon, Minneapolis. I need you tonight.