he.len·ticu·lar (he len tikyo̵̅o̅ lər): of or pertaining to Helen


Friday, 28 May 2010

Too cold, too wet, too Wellington

The following is one of the strong reasons to NOT live in Wellington anymore...

It is too. fucking. cold.

I am currently sitting inside my house wearing the following: A thermal t-shirt, a regular t-shirt, a merino jumper, a fleece vest, a woollen scarf and a woollen beanie, pants and ugg boots (the calf length version) and I am STILL cold.

I am about to crack out the gloves so that I don't get frost bite (yes I am feeling all dramatic today), just so I can go finish the painting out in the cold, cold laundry.  I want out.  Now.  And some sun.

Me being all sad and shit.


  1. I am so jealous of your weather!

  2. You are welcome to it - really - I can't take any more of it.

  3. It's been so hot here. I would kill for your cold.

    But I think saying that might implicate me in a crime. So I take it back.

    I would maim for your cold. Because that would get me a lesser sentence, right? I'm kinda unfamiliar with the legal system in your part of the globe.

    P.S. Cold You is rather cute.