It's cold, but it's not worth getting up, turning on the heater, just so I can come back to a cold seat. Really, it's not. You would THINK so, because in the end, my whole room would be warm, my feet wouldn't need the chihuahuas, and I wouldn't be shaking like I am... but really, my butt matters more than most things on my body, soooo... cold it
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