Love, is a marathon. That's why you get so tired so fast of everyone. Slow down and face yourself. Cause when it's good, it's is a long, open road. You're exhausted, always comming down, trying to come up for air, trying to act like you just don't care. Love is a marathon...

Monday, January 29, 2007

The Human Popsicle.



Layers are the new Sexy.


For this post to make any sense I should probably mention that tonight, our furnace saw its' own demise. A piece that I was later informed called the "thermoregulator" needed replacing--do to the inability of this piece to work in our furnace that I swear is from the 80's, we had no heat for a good portion of the evening.

Two sweat pants, three pairs of socks, a t-shirt, a hoodie, a turtleneck sweater (that I have never worn previously for...obvious reasons) and a toque later--I am bundled up and quite cozy!

5 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

TOOOOOOoooooo freaking cute!!!!!!!! I think out of all people I am gonna miss when I leave...I am going to miss you most. I am tearing up just thinking about it...

8:41 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

hot! quite literally acutally...

10:22 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

only you, only you! <3 ya! MUAH girlie!

10:23 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

It has been a long time since I have posted on this online diary. All I really have to say is just this one thing (usually I am really long winded don't need to tell you that though): best picture to grace the internet! It made me laugh out loud kid!

10:44 PM

 
Blogger Nick said...

I believe it's called a "thermocouple" (from my many years of experience in furnace repair)

9:18 AM

 

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