That's Brisk Baby!

It's officially winter in CA.

It's not that I hate the cold because I actually kind of love it. In fact, I was overjoyed with the weather in NY over the weekend and it was probably around the 50s at some points. But, for some reason the cold in CA is bugging me.

Well, first of all our sky looks like crap. A big gray mass of crap. It's scary to walk out your door and feel like "the fog" is going to engulf you into oblivion. Yes, the bad Tom Welling movie is going to come and kill me. At least when it was cold in NY it was sunny. Our cold just looks like the clouds are constipated and about to have a shi* storm but holding it in for the time being.

Secondly, it's California. California isn't supposed to be cold! It's supposed to be warm, and have palm trees, with a big ol' sun wearing sunglasses because it is so damn bright and hot! I base my life on that stereotype, so it angers me when I can't wear my t-shirt and shorts to bed without my teeth chattering off.

The only consolation out of all of this is that I get to wear my Harry Potter scarf without judgment.

Now, if I could only explain the wand...