I just spent the last three hours outside in 27 degree weather (with a wind chill of 16) trying to fix my fence.
The winds were so hard last night, it blew down about 16 feet of my fence.
Why couldn't that have happened a few days ago when it was fucking 80?
I don't think I've ever been this cold in my life. I've been inside for about 30 minutes now, but my back still feels like I've been rolling in the snow for a while.
Fred and Maris - 2/19/2006 1:21:44 PM