It does. It becomes cold in the morning when I go out frolicking with emo-puppy in the dewy grass.
Fair enough, Internet. He frolicks. I stagger along and mutter curses because dawn is not an appropriate time for frolicking in my general opinion (unless one is still, perchance, awake). Dog walks are even pre-coffee.
Because I have been living in the land of loud birds I have the cold tolerance of orchids. To keep me from dying, Cryssy sent me a FOX HOODIE for my birthday!!! Internet, I can have fox ears. While my general opinion of hoodies with ears has been low, let me tell you I suddenly understand! I made the squee noise when I opened the box. I smiled when I held it up. I smiled when I tried it on. I smiled when I looked in the mirror. I smiled when I though of how appalled everyone will be. And now I am preparing to snuggle up with this hoodie, some rum, and either Neverwhere or Small Favor on audio CD.
Among my first projects when I finally get a job (wish me luck on my test to prove I am good enough to score an interview to become a bank teller!) will be to get a thermos that can hold hot drinks to drink while reading on the porch with this hoodie. Autumn is my favorite season, and I should spend some time out in it. Also, perhaps soon a hookah and then I can choose/mix flavors to match the books I am reading. Ladies and gentlemen of the Internet, this idea pleases me greatly! (Do feel free to leave suggestions in the comments.
I am interested to see what flavors you think books (or perhaps characters) should have.) I realise that this is going to lead to drinks for books and me getting very, very drunk and perhaps dropping these books (or these drinks!) into either a snowdrift or a bath. Or toasting marshmallows over candleflames in a Jack-o-lantern.
Okay, come to think of it – I might do that sober too. The marshmallow bit.
Also – THANK YOU FOR FOX HOODIE, CRYSSY!!! *kiss* Fortune cookie!






