After spending four winters in Chicago, I swore I would never complain about the cold weather here in Louisiana. I have had to remind myself in the last couple of days that it's not that bad. My hair is not freezing to my ears, my nose is not constantly sore, I am not slipping on ice on the sidewalk. And if I start to complain, I realize that however cold it is here, the folks in the the Windy City, and all of the Midwest are really, really freezing their asses off.
My regular Thursday night gathering was canceled because it's Robert and Crystal's sixth wedding anniversary. I need to stay in anyway and get ready to go back to Pride right after work tomorrow anyway.
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