Winter kills

The Oscars are tomorrow and that sucks. Only because it means mad traffic in Hollywood, so I won't get to sit on a dirty curb and eat chilaquiles, as is my Sunday ritual.

Also this weather is killing me. Last week it was 85 degrees. I took that to mean that summer is here, and put away all my winter wear. ('Winter wear' meaning anything with sleeves.) Now it's f*ing freezing and raining, with flash flood warnings. Screw it. I'm too lazy to dig out appropriate attire. If you see me on the street in shorts and sandals - don't judge. Just wave and keep walking.
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