...or Winter on the Canadian Prairies...Couldn't we just go and piss off North Korea or something so they could bomb us out of our misery?...
The only good thing about the weather being so damn miserably cold for so damn miserably long is that if you DO pig out on some, oh, I don't know, defrosted discount Brie for example, (it really DOES freeze rather well, incidentally), all you have to do to get rid of that horrible "ooooh, I really did it to myself this time" feeling, is take a quick, inadequately-dressed stroll to the end of the street and back. Your body goes, Holy Crap, it's FREEZING out here, metabolize, METABOLIZE! and voila! Excess calories burned off, and without any ridiculous 45 minute workout on the exercise machine. The only obstacle is summing up the will power to get your butt out there. Which is what I'm trying to do right now. Unfortunately, Mr. IQ has fiddled with the computer, and now every ten minutes or so this little bubbly thing looms up obnoxiously and tells me the current temperature, which is very discouraging. I suppose if you lived in Palm Springs, this would be a welcome, indeed smugly charming feature that you would wish to install to remind yourself that you are living where the rest of the world, especially all those stupid, half-frozen Canadians, would wish to live. However living, as we do, in this ridiculous, frozen hellhole, why the heck would I wish to be reminded that it is -31 C out there every TEN #$@%8$%#! MINUTES????? Is he CRAZY???
Garrgh.
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You know, I can't think of a reason why anyone needs to be updated on the current temperature every ten minutes. It doesn't generally change that quickly. I'm thinking once a twice a day should be good enough for anyone.
Of course, if the temperature is -31 degrees, maybe checking every ten minutes falls into the "pipe dream" category.
Winnipeggers are always optimistic. That's why we check every 10 minutes. We are hoping and believing that it is getting warmer.
I like this weather too because it gives us an excuse to complain all we want! Not that anybody listens...
I wonder about you people who endure the frozen north.
Winter must be like child birth. Once it is over you forget about your pain.
(ps. I never forgot it. they lied)
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