Remember when I was all warm and fuzzy about the thought of university? I wish I had any sense of fucking warmth right now. To type I have to hammer my purple fingers into the keys just to get enough power to type. I can see my own breath and in the morning, I fear that my toothbrush will freeze to my gums and rip out my costly nashers.
Anyway, I'm having a whale of a time, really. 9am tomorrow though. Must dash, I have organs to revive.
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