One of the main reasons I hate Florida so much is the stupid hot weather. Now that it's nice and chilly, I'm not enjoying it. My hands are so cold that I can't type for too long. I'm also trying to work on my little paintings, but I have to take breaks to put my hands somewhere warm, which FYI, happens to be my crotch or under my legs. I look quite ridiculous actually, wearing two sweaters that don't match, jeans, thick socks, my pink pig slippers and a blanket over my legs. I'm hungry but I don't want to ruin my little set up. Can someone bring me hot goodies please?