Today my car died when it was -25 which felt like -34 with the wind chill. I sat for an hour in the cold while I waited for a tow and then walked 25 blocks from the shop to work. I know there were other options but they all sucked so I went with the walking option. Even though my feet and hands and legs and basically every body part was numb and I fell and it took HOURS to warm up, there is something oddly awesome about surviving a walk in those conditions. Made me feel patriotic. And it was generally awesome. Assuming I didn't get frostbite. If I got frostbite I will be viewing this situation a whole lot differently.
Also, painting your nails is quite therapeutic while simultaneously being waaaayyyy frustrating. I never paint them because I end up chewing on my nails and the paint chips but in spite of that it is still kinda fun to do. Side note: it is impossible not to mess at least one nail up once your done painting. Took me a grand total of 12 seconds this time. Oops.
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