the old game
Warmer. Colder. Colder. Colder. Warmer. A little warmer. Colder. Much colder. Warmer. Cooler. Warmer. Warmer. Hot. Hotter. Hot. Hot. Hot. Boiling.
Sunday, December 7, 2008
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Mmmmm. Did I uncover a hot cup of tea?
I was just considering going out to photograph the snow, but my pajamas are quite warm, and I am still in them... The cup of tea, however, sounds delightful. I am off to start the kettle.
Tash, Julia: Actually, it's coffee made with my own two little hands. (Well, actually, in this french press-thingy, but you know what I mean.)
This may be the first time in years that I've gotten myself a cup of coffee without a trip to a coffee shop being involved. Sad, but uncomfortably close to true.
Mmmmmmm.
I am so in need of coffee. Right. Now.
i think you just gave us our weather forecast.
it's nutty here.
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