Monday, Nov. 24, 2003 - 4:50 p.m.
I have never before felt cold like this. All day it's been like my soul is being torn out through my nose by the wind. It's almost knocked me over a few times. It's just very, very brutal, and I am unsure I will be able to live here. Really.
I will have funny stories when I return, but a friend's laptop is a poor location for a good post. Here's a brief overview: cold, wind, Tobin Sprout, hangover, bus rides, airplanes, best flight attendant in the universe, worst flight attendant in the universe, cold, wind...um, it's been good. I miss my boyfriend and my cat.