When the temperature rose a bit on the weekend and melted some of the snow, a huge sheet of ice slid off of the roof, caught an edge, smashed my livingroom window and then tore a huge hole in the eavestrough.
Now it's cold again, and I have no window.
-8 C, I don't know what that is in fareheit, but its cold in any language.
Excuse me, the coffee is ready now.
I'm going to pour it over my body, I need the heat to survive.
[edit: -8 degrees Celcius = 17.6 degrees Fareheit]
Now it's cold again, and I have no window.
-8 C, I don't know what that is in fareheit, but its cold in any language.
Excuse me, the coffee is ready now.
I'm going to pour it over my body, I need the heat to survive.
[edit: -8 degrees Celcius = 17.6 degrees Fareheit]
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if you'd ask that girl at the coffee shop out you'd have a warm place to sleep and someone to make coffee for you, silly.
seriously, dude, that is the kind of thing I could only see happening to you.
I hope it gets fixed ok.