This does not bode well.
It is only four in the afternoon, snowing heavily and I have already come up with approximentally three reasons to kill everyone in this house. Including the dogs.
Prehaps I could fill up my idle time by building a igloo? Go husky shopping? Become a discriminator of fine furs? OR PREHAPS JUST MOVE TO FLORIDA.
Wimper.
Please. Just. Get. Warm. Before. I. Freeze.
BECAUSE WE DO NOT BELIEVE IN TURNING UP THE HEAT. (Would that make it Cabin Pnuemonia?)
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