freezing. my. tits. off.

It's fucking COLD in this office. This, coming from a girl who NORMALLY has to wear a coat on the job. I've got a space heater roasting my knees and I'm still a-chatter.

But! I am the ultimate June Cleaver! Yesterday, I bought myself a duster - one of those nice ostrich-plumey ones that the French maid bimbos carry around. And today, after work, I'm gonna run around and dust EVERY FRICKING ACTION FIGURE IN THE HOUSE! Bwah ha ha!

Things! Without dust! And yes, I've been off the meth for months, why do you ask?