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I want to look cute.

But I also want to be warm.

The perennial struggle that is Canadian winter.

It's May.

It's snowing.

WTF.

(I have to create a new label/group for this post called "Surviving Canadian Summer. And by summer I mean winter. But in June!" Maybe that's too long.

I'll just go with, "AGHJHJHAAGHA!" a group dedicated to things too terrible for words!

as the last anhedonic winter days slowly peter away...

I feel less and less like doing this:

and more and more like doing this:

and this:

(running in a $6000 Chanel suit?!.....?!)

and vegetables and fruit are like:

I'm experiencing what feels like 

NEVER. ENDING. WINTER.

Honestly you guys. I don't know how much more of this I can take.
I need sun.
I need sand.
I neeeeed to frolic down a beach in a tiny piece of fabric. 

Let's just say I'm on my third pair of winter gloves. That's how long this winter has been.
Yesterday, I was typing and my knuckle spilt open.
Ya.

I'm taking a cab instead of walking because:

1. I'm super sore from dancing all night at a 4 floor art party

2. It's INSANELY cold out

I actually really enjoy my ritual car-retrieving walks with Bettie(ma puppy) because:

1. It's nice to be outside. I seriously love these walks in the summer. Love. 

2.  Exercise is good for the noggin

3. I feel less guilty about the debauchery if I work out haha