dumb ol' stuart slicing me up in my sleep.

so, diggidi-doo, i really doubt it was a brisk 19 degrees "feels like" temperature when i left my building this morning. it was probably mid 30s. i can handle mid thirties. i had on my beanie, and my scarf and the other night when i was looking through some boxes for a cd ("c" by rex), i found my pair of gloves, so i was wearing those too.

it was kind of nice, it didn't hurt like the time when i was leaving iowa last thanksgiving and we ran from the parking lot to the airport screaming "what the hell?!!? it burns! IT BURNNNNSSSSS!"

i just checked the weather and they changed the forecast for tomorrow from a low of 27 to a low of 35. that's pretty tight. they are still forecasting rain/snow showers though.

it might be my first snow tomorrow! wow!

oh, and i am thinking about getting golf shoes to wear when there is a possibility that the streets are covered in ice. i think that would be so hot, yet i know i will be mocked by everyone in the state.

what i am wondering is, do i have the strength of character and sufficient fear of slipping on invisible ice to wear the golf shoes (with metal cleats) if i want to? or will my desire to be loved and accepted by others (including entire states) result in heartache and probable physical injury?

it's likely.