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I'm craving the cold.
No, not the chill, the COLD.

Global warming totally ate up the hardcore winters I grew up with as a kid. I can't believe I'm saying this but I miss 'em. Part of me feels incomplete if my nose doesn't turn blue for those magical 3 months and a half. It's just the way it's always been. But not this year I guess.

Another reason why I'm craving the cold is because the unusual warmth has caused me to neglect tea. I have no idea why. It's not even that hot that I would disregard my favorite beverage. I have tea in the summer for crissakes! HOT TEA! IN THE HOT SUMMER! WHAT IS WRONG WITH HOT TEA DURING THE EVE OF SPRING-LIKE CHILL OF WHAT IS SUPPOSED TO BE THE MIDDLE OF THE BEGINNING OF WINTER???

Maybe it's because my Linus mug and one of my Snoopy mugs broke from the handle. Maybe that's what's throwing off my tastes. Well whatever it is, I'm going to stop it. Lately I've been eating bread and chocolate like a pothead and I'm thinking "What the hell? I'm not even on my period... WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME??" and then I glanced at my lonely kettle sulking in the corner from neglect and my eyebrows shot up in realization and I uttered a small enlightened-sounding "Ah."

But all is well now for I am happily sipping at a Charlie Brown mug full of Tazo Organic Chai ($2.50 for a box. TOTAL STEAL).