damn the muse

There are icicles outside my apartment. It rains, and then it jingles. It almost sounds like a key play when the opposing team is third and inches, and we as students (alumni) are asked to take out those lovely thinks and make some noise. I keep glancing at my window half expecting it to crack.

It's really cold outside.

I'm kinda loving it. I even went outside for a few minutes, and then I rushed back in because I couldn't feel my fingers. It was great! Cold weather is gorgeous. I just wish I were warm now.