Fuck this Shit

It's 6 fucking degrees F right now, not counting the wind chill.

Fuck it. I'm getting naked and going to bed. If I die of hypothermia then it was just meant to be. If I don't, then that means that all my dreams were meant to come true and that Tinkerbelle really DOES exist!

I love these little bets with myself. I always win.

Bonne nuit et frosty nipples to you all!