f-f-f-freezin

It was -37 degrees when I went to jump Jen's car. Thanks to Grandpa I have jumper cables but I don't think I was too grateful today. -37 is the wind chill so it's only about -5 or something like that. When you step outside the first breath hurts. It burns just a little as it goes down your throat. In the next 5 steps that you make toward your car your snot subsequently freezes, which is kind of a cool feeling. I'm growing fond of it anyway. Yesterday people would run from their cars to the movie theater. If you thought movie theaters were cold, I swear you could see your breath. I had to give up my coat to the bomb shaker and she didn't even keep me warm. Between not liking subtitled movies and failing miserable to keep me warm. Deal breaker!!! Let's just say I open the freezer and I think that it is twice as cold outside than in my freezer. It's colder outside than most restaurant freezers. It's safe to say that penguins and dry ice are going to fall out of the sky at any moment.

I'd have to say that I'm afraid to fart outside in this weather because it will freeze in my pants and then when I go inside.......

Oofda is this funny word that they use hear. Kind of like Fetchin in Utah. I didn't understand what it meant until I went out side. I meant to say its FUCKING COLD but all I could make you with my frozen face is OOFDA.