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But being all toasty in bed when it's cold is one of the best feelings in the world. I've been known to sleep with my window open in the winter for precisely this reason. That's how I usually get the best sleep, actually. I can't sleep when it's hot, even when it's artificial heat. If the tip of my nose isn't freezing while the rest of me is all snuggly and warm, I have trouble falling asleep.

Of course, that makes getting out of bed an absolute b***h, but I've gotten very good at getting dressed under the covers.

Cold nose doesn't bother me at all. "Nose" is pretty far down my list of body parts I want to keep warm.

...is putting a bandana over one's face illegal? confused

Right? I love winter clothing. Cashmere jumpers and long wool coats and fuzzy scarves...plus I kind of have to wear long sleeves regardless of the weather, and I will never be caught dead in "shorts." Even the name is stupid. I prefer to just not even acknowledge the existence of that fashion travesty. Also, sandals. Specifically men wearing sandals. Women can kind of get away with it because they have dainty little feet, but gross hairy man feet should never be in open-toed shoes.

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Good thing I'm done with school. And even if I wasn't, I'm pretty sure that Florida doesn't have any schools I'd have been interested in. I toyed with the idea of a couple schools in New York for grad school, but even those ideas were pretty short-lived.

I can't even think of the name of any universities in Florida, worthwhile or otherwise. I'm not saying they don't exist, I just don't think I happen to know of any.

Part of the reason I stayed the course for grad school was because I'd already collected considerable grant and scholarship money, some of which was school-specific, and all of which required staying in the UK. It just didn't make sense to go anywhere else.

Plus, if I'd gone to the US, I would have been....like a twice-removed foreign student. I didn't even get my UK citizenship until the same year I completed my Masters programme, and I'm pretty sure going across the pond for graduate school would have ******** up my ability to do that.

Isn't it nice when you realise you totally made the right choice, even in hindsight? lol

I do not know the feeling. I keep looking back and think that this or that event was a mistake. Then again, I am a judging type so I suppose I will always be a major critic of my life. Or maybe there will be more decisions to be content with when I am older.

Oh, I've made lots of mistakes in my life. That just wasn't one of them.

Also, when you end up being pretty happy overall, it's a lot harder to have regrets, even over some of the brilliantly moronic decisions you've made, because the ends really do begin to justify the means. I've ended up considerably happier than I ever dreamed of being, and it's pretty hard to argue with those results. Especially given that I didn't ******** a bunch of people over to get here; the biggest victim of my bad choices has always been myself.

Most people are their own worst critics. Or at least, most decent people are. I think it's kind of hard to be a good person if you constantly find fault with everyone but yourself. People like that tend to be cuntmuffins.

it doesn't matter to them... they are taught nothing more than hatred and one-size-fits-all boxes. a terrible combination. my stepdad is Indian and Hindu. it's automatically assumed that he's an islamic terrorist as well. ironic, I know. our neighbor, cheryl, makes matters worse. crazy, racist b***h. a thief, hypocrite, and she's literally demented.