As if the frigid temperatures weren't bad enough.
Sure, they say a high of 58, but yesterday there was supposed to be a high of 53, and I don't think it ever got above 45. As one of my friends says, these are not temperatures, these are ages, and ages we're not going to hit for awhile. And today it's raining like it's freaking Noah's Ark, and there is a flood advisory and high wind warning in effect. Good thing Fake Boyfriend brought a projector from work home so we can project movies onto one of the walls of his apartment. And good thing too that I can send him out to get the essentials, like food and booze. Because you must be joking if you think I'm leaving the apartment in these kinds of conditions.