Do What You Will

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Ce putain de stress.

I'm feeling under the weather.

I'm scared of the below freezing temperatures that have the house surrounded, seeping through under the doors and window cracks, tormenting me in wisps as I pass by.

I've also caught a little winter cold. It's keeping me nestled with my cat in bed until I sneeze and she tears out of the room startled, finally returning having forgotten her near death, circling, getting cozy, only for me to sneeze again, causing another frightful evacuation.

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You're Glowing

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No Promises No Demands

Its cold out. I'm back to wearing two jackets, two sweaters, a shirt and a tank top, not to mention long underwear bottoms and the thickest snowboard socks I can find that allow my feet to still fit into my shoes. Its really easier to not leave the house. Luckily I've got christmas presents to construct, books to read and lots of gloomy weather music to keep me away from the icy outside. My hibernation is a detriment to my picture taking, which means a whole lot of nothing for you to look at. There's only 21 days left in the year so how about a best of. Starting tomorrow.