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Thursday, September 14, 2006

the delightfully arousing cold

Today is a wondrously cold day.
I've been having problems at night with my flimsy sheets, but last night I took precautionary measures and fought offensively against the enemy of cold, and I was warm and cozy. The first of winter cozy beds has begun!!!
I wore the only sweater I had near at hand today, my sweater that says "Head will give you more excitement" on it. Everyone in my home likes it, except that it's a pee-yellow color, which accentuates my sickliness. No, I'm not expecting anyone to say stuff like "Florence! You're beautiful!" or "You're so healthy looking!" I know, I know these things...but right NOW I have a cold. So I look sickly. It's just another part of life that I have to accept. We can't all be beautiful all of the time.
I'm happy. Winter makes me happy. Winter makes me feel blessed. Winter makes me feel fulfilled. Winter makes me feel like a child of the Most High, holy and forever sacred be his name.
Winter is not only responsible for the conception of libras (that glorious sunsign), but it's also the cause of erect nipples, which are always sexy things. Winter is a time for Christmas cheer. ANY cheer, no matter where it comes from, is a FINE THING!!! Lead on, O winter eternal. We follow not with fear, for gladness springs like morning where'er thy face appears, etc etc.

I look at our cliche-ing banner and think of Elaina, and how, if she had the time, she'd be writing posts of far more worth (and far more meaningless randomness) than this one.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

whoa sexy nipples. are they kens?

9/14/2006 7:27 PM  
Blogger Florence said...


9/14/2006 9:46 PM  
Blogger Pon said...

has winter already started there?
There's no winter here so I don't really know when winter starts. anyway libra's rock! (being one myself HEE

9/14/2006 10:48 PM  

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