Here It Comes

Radiators. Not like the things in cars. The big, loud metal things in really (really) old apartments. Me and the radiators in my apartment are getting to know each other. Sure, they work extremely well, and sure, they are paid for by someone other than me. I guess I just have to put up with their clanging, banging, whistling and heavy breathing. I should probably name them.

But the radiators make it 250% warmer than I ever let my always cold, drafty apartment in Dallas get, so I'm already happier.

And then there's this:

Snow is still a novelty to me. I know this is just the beginning but I really like the cold. And I know in March this will seem warm. And me and R1 and R2 will be hunkered down. But I'll be drinking boozy cider, right? There's always an up side.