Forgive me, O LiveJournal.
Apr. 16th, 2004 01:41 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mayhapI have left unposted the posts that I ought to have made, and I have posted ... well, some whinging and a random poll. I'll try to do better.
This morning, I headed to class wearing a t-shirt, even though it was 43º and gray and grouchy and possibly even somewhat damp, and even though everyone I passed by was positively scandalized. (Random people on the street care more about whether I'm wearing warm enough clothing than my mother ever did. Strange, but true.) I really just like to feel the cold air on my bare arms, but by the time I got out of work, it was sunny and 60º and, dare I say, worthy of being termed "spring", and I was wearing the most appropriate possible clothing. Sunshine that's just that much warmer than the air feels nice on my arms, too.
This morning, I headed to class wearing a t-shirt, even though it was 43º and gray and grouchy and possibly even somewhat damp, and even though everyone I passed by was positively scandalized. (Random people on the street care more about whether I'm wearing warm enough clothing than my mother ever did. Strange, but true.) I really just like to feel the cold air on my bare arms, but by the time I got out of work, it was sunny and 60º and, dare I say, worthy of being termed "spring", and I was wearing the most appropriate possible clothing. Sunshine that's just that much warmer than the air feels nice on my arms, too.
