Did I mention it was cold?
Jun. 22nd, 2006 10:05 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Every couple of days for the past week, my dad’s been ringing me and letting me know how cold it is up there in Beechworth.
“Minus four this morning!” he’ll say. “But it got up to eight degrees later.”
Or,
“We had no water this morning because the pipes had frozen.”
To both of which (and all variations thereof), I say:
“Argh!”
Because I hate the cold. I’ve often thought that this has much to do with the fact that I was born on the coldest day in the history of ever. I never want to be that cold again.
Or something like that.
And yet, we’re still going up to Beechworth for the next two and a bit days, because it’s the school holidays and it’s the thing to do. Even though I’m going to freeze. And people will mock me. This includes both of my parents and my Timothy, all of whom have absolutley no problems with being SO COLD YOU CAN’T MOVE BECAUSE YOUR JOINTS HAVE FROZEN.
And they think I’m the weird one, just because I like being warm.
I will see you all on Saturday, when I have vague hopes of having caught up on my writing quota. Indeed, I have even vaguer (and more deluded) hopes of pulling ahead! I think it’s the cold... it’s done something to my brain.
“Minus four this morning!” he’ll say. “But it got up to eight degrees later.”
Or,
“We had no water this morning because the pipes had frozen.”
To both of which (and all variations thereof), I say:
“Argh!”
Because I hate the cold. I’ve often thought that this has much to do with the fact that I was born on the coldest day in the history of ever. I never want to be that cold again.
Or something like that.
And yet, we’re still going up to Beechworth for the next two and a bit days, because it’s the school holidays and it’s the thing to do. Even though I’m going to freeze. And people will mock me. This includes both of my parents and my Timothy, all of whom have absolutley no problems with being SO COLD YOU CAN’T MOVE BECAUSE YOUR JOINTS HAVE FROZEN.
And they think I’m the weird one, just because I like being warm.
I will see you all on Saturday, when I have vague hopes of having caught up on my writing quota. Indeed, I have even vaguer (and more deluded) hopes of pulling ahead! I think it’s the cold... it’s done something to my brain.
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on 2006-06-22 12:57 am (UTC)Good luck on the writing! And then not long after you get back i'll be down! *tap dances*
We'll just have to go for hot chocca while i'm down. Though i don't know if Emerald has that planned... don't tell me what she has planned, i'm still up for the surprise, i just don't know if we have time for this kind of thing.... :P
And you know what, laptops on lap are really really good :P all the more excuse for writing.
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on 2006-06-22 04:26 am (UTC)Have fun in Beechworth!
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on 2006-06-22 05:52 am (UTC)Second, I'm the same - I like being warm. Paul loves being cold. I have to wear winter gear in the car all the time because - regardless of the temp outside - he has the air con on freezing when we're driving. He claims that if it's hot, he can't breath properly...bloody kiwis.
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on 2006-06-22 08:18 am (UTC)Have a great break, rug up well and drink plenty of hot drinks! :-)
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on 2006-06-22 08:41 am (UTC)...Look out in the mail :P
Also... noice and sunny here in Perth! So I shall sned you warm vibes.
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on 2006-06-22 03:29 pm (UTC)The worst part about the cold is trying to get to sleep, methinks.
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on 2006-06-22 03:44 pm (UTC)Happy Birthday!
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