deep set chill

SO, it is officially a chilly morning in my apartment. I slept in sweat pants and a thermal shirt last night, with two blankets in various states of coverage, and neglected to break a sweat. Right now I am sitting in said pajamas wearing my fuzzy fleece and feeling the cold from my tile floor seep through my black socks and spread like roots of discomfort through my body.

grooosss.

I need to get that plastic shit for my windows (I hate that stuff). Or maybe thermal curtains? Or maybe I should use my 3908098 yards of scrap fabric to stitch together delicious quilt-like confections for window coverage?

I have had a few inquiries about subleasing my apartment but so far no serious leads. If anyone in Boone is looking for an efficiency for the spring, let me know please kthx. I'm in the process of s-s-s-serious organizing. I am incapable of throwing away even the most mundane of objects. I need to start a letter-n-note binder. Yesterday I found the scrap of paper from my lip piercer where he wrote his home and cell number, online contact information, and "please call me." ha ha ha. He had filed teeth. BAD-ASS.

Unfortunately, I still don't know where I am going in January. I just know that I have to.