Not quite as back on as I'd hoped

It's about 10 degrees today, when the average temps are closer to 39 this time of year.  Fuck.  And it's only getting colder?  Fan-fucking-tastic.  I couldn't find my facemask this morning so it was back to the train for me.

So at least I'm driving to tomorrow's interview in what's going to be below-zero temperatures.  Maybe I won't have to layer quite as much as I did for the Booth interview.

I've also found another LUC job to apply for, but I refuse to act quite as interested in this one.  After getting a token interview last time that reminded me a little too much of my last LPZ application I'm not getting excited about anything here.

I will get excited to have some drinks the next few evenings though.  Whiskey is amazing.

Current beer-scale: 8.1

Fuck that

Yes, it's goddamn freezing

I'll admit, I feel like a bit of a pussy this morning for taking the train.  There have been times where I talked myself into still riding when it was even colder.  But then my mustache freezes after about 15 seconds and then I realize I don't have anything to prove riding in weather this cold.

It will warm up again eventually.  It has to, otherwise no one would ever live in this god-forsaken part of the country.  I'm freezing my ever-loving balls off out here.

Current beer-scale: 8.7

brrrrrrrrrr.

Sometimes when it gets cold enough I think I get in a bad enough mood that my body temp goes up a few degrees.  I rode in to work today with a real fire in the belly so to speak.

It's easy to be in a shitty mood when your kid is sick and you're not sleeping.  Throw in temperatures in the low teens and that's pretty much a blueprint for one of my worst-case scenarios.  Mid-afternoon meetings?  Even better.

Current beer-scale: 9.2 if only I can make it until dinner.

No shit.

Yeah, it was 11 degrees this morning, but at least the roads were 99% clear.

When does spring get here?

Current beer-scale: 9.1