I always feel disgusting having stereotypical small talk about ‘the weather’ - especially within some bland corporate setting.
That feeling just got bumped up: I had stereotypical small talk about ‘the weather’ in a bland corporate setting with someone that doesn’t even live here.
If it’s any consolation, it is crazy windy right now. I am a little terrified of dying on campus today. xD Bright side: I’m not carrying a portfolio nor canvas. WOO!
Oh, damn, you totally should have been. Then you could have gotten a free hang gliding experience.
Seriously though: fuck the wind. I was getting pelted in the face by snowflakes at 5 this morning. The sun wasn’t even close to up yet, so I couldn’t see the little assailants. Bastards.
Try not to die though. That would be a tragedy on the level of world-mourning. The obituary would probably be awesome though…
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nicoleviciousisdead reblogged this from sterwood and added:
RIGHT!? FUCKIN’ WIND! So help me, the obituary BETTER be awesome when I die. xD
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Oh, damn, you totally should have been. Then you could have gotten a free hang gliding experience. Seriously though:...
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