BC isn't supposed to be cold. Especially in march.
Is this Karma for how I would rub it in everyone's faces in Halifax?
Probably not.
I am hiding in my room eating Sheppard's pie and listening to Paul Baribeau.
Mogli took our other space heater, so outside the bedroom is like a fridge.
If we unplugged the fridge it would probably be warmer in there than it would be in the rest of the kitchen.
at least all the fruit flies have frozen to death.
Take that fuckers!
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