Can I just say how f**king cold it is here?! On Wednesday, there is
an expected minus 100 degrees with with chill. It's already in the
fifties, and I can't see how I'm going to survive the rest of the week. At the moment, the majority of the people I know with cars aren't going anywhere. The cars just won't start. I took a bus to the store last night. I caught a cab back because I just couldn't stand outside waiting for the returning bus. I waited 45 minutes for the cab! Of the two cab companies, that one was the quickest.
My apartment is decent. I have an amazing amount of closet space and more than enough room for me. The only thing I need is a television set. The girl I'm subleasing from left a small one (couple of inches) but it catches only Canadian stations. You can't imagine how maddening that can be. Especially when I should be able to catch cable.
Last night I received 3 marriage proposals and 1 offer of a date. I was over at Colleen's apartment cooking dinner for her and her 4 neighbors. I guess they might have been overly appreciative. Unfortunately, they were all 20 years old. I like my men in their peak, 18.Now, I can honestly say I don't remember the marriage proposals so that may or may not have been true. But since I wrote it, it must be true, right?! In case you were wondering, I would have been 23 years old at the time and had not yet met my husband. That would come in the summer of 1994.