8D

I went through a bunch of my old stories and amused myself for the evening. Jeez, my writing...I really am crazy 8D

But there was nothing I wanted to work on. Then just now I kind of felt like working on my newest idea. So I started to. Part of it, I think, is that I want to write in a notebook. Not just type. I don't know why, but sometimes I just itch to write by hand. So, I think I will for a little while. Especially since it's hard to type very well when my fingers feel stiff and cold. Which they are right now, because it's like 10 degrees Fahrenheit outside (and apparently feels like below 0). My body must be really in tune with the weather, because even if I'm sitting in front of a heater it takes a long time for my hands and feet to stop being cold when it's cold outside.

That's why I don't like the cold. It makes it difficult to function. As soon as the temperatures start dropping, my hands and feet get cold. Never fails. I spend the majority of the late fall/winter/early spring with cold hands and feet. I don't remember if it was worse when I was in Michigan, but I think it might have been.

Anyway, my fingers are frozen and it's getting late, so I'm going to go write.