I'm cold. I just walked into the door of my studio on strasbourg for the first time in about a week, and inside it was eight degres. Eight degres. Eight fucking degres.
Fuck. It's so cold. I don't like it when it's cold.
What am I doing to cope? Well I turned on my music, and I've put the kettle on. And I'm thinking of maybe making brownies. Anything to distact me from the cold, while also heating this place up.
Ack. I can't even concentrate on what I'm writing because my fingers are freezing and I'm scared that they'll fall off or something.
Update on the cold later.
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