Can you feel it in the air?

Okay, there comes a time, every year, when the weather begins to change. Winter's a'coming, and you can feel it. Usually I wouldn't mind, because I have a reasonable amount of common sense and know that when it's cold outside, you shut the doors.
So why is it that when it gets to 3 degrees outside in the evenings that I decide to stay at my parents (considering food is free and I spent all my money on an 1852 illustrated edition of Milton's poetical works). And it is there, in that big ol' sensible house that they decide the greatest idea on the planet is to open the doors.
'It's for circulation, Crystal. If you don't like the cold, go put some more clothes on!'
I wondered if they noticed that I had so many items of clothes on my person that I could barely move.
'I have got clothes on, fatty!' (I didn't actually say this, because that would be rude. But I was wearing clothes)
'Ahhh, toughen up!'
No. I don't want to toughen up. I want to be warm, in a house where you don't breathe steam like dragons. (Though I'm not completely opposed to the dragon part. Not opposed at all, actually. But dragons have fire in their bellies. I do not. That is where we differ)
So I close the doors, slipping on the floors because my feet have lost all control. It's like wearing pillows on your feet, I tell you.
But watch out! Look away for a second and the doors are open again.
Gahh!


Short interlude, history of Surgery is on ABC2 tonight! My evening just got that much better.


So now I am sitting on the couch, in layers of socks, and jumpers and all sorts of warming gear that is way too big for me, wearing the beanie that I swore I'd wean myself off of. (I'll tell you about this later. Beanie=My latest and greatest love), with a computer on my lap that fortunately acts as a personal heater, and Lord Sebastian by my side. And, wait for it... All the doors and windows closed!

Ahh, victory.

And I'm going to have the greatest bath known to the whole existance of the universe, and it shall be tremendous.

So adeiu, and go make some love or something like it.