Winter is beginning to get to me.

[snoozenstein]

It's gotten to the point where my subconscious mind has transformed my memories of San Diego into some ideal paradise. I'll be in the subway, or some grim dream-approximation of it, and then I'll emerge from it in a sun-drenched plaza with palm trees

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[_fluffy]

After living in San Francisco for a couple years, the "winter" that gets down to OMG 45 DEGREES seems cold. The fact I have to wear a (lightweight) jacket during my bicycle commute (over my short-sleeve T-shirt) is a major inconvenience.

Of course the summer also doesn't get nearly as hot here as it does in Chicago, either, and even though it's coastal it's not nearly as humid as it gets there. Basically I wonder why the hell anyone would want to live in Chicago.

(Also New York is pretty terrible.)

[snoozenstein]

Yeah, it would be nice to live in a place where the weather doesn't do wild flying leaps from one extreme to the other.

I wouldn't mind quite so much if I lived in the city itself instead of a sleepy little suburb where no one talks to each other and are all afraid of the HISPANIC MENACE rumbling in and upsetting all the old hysterical racists. :( The days that manage to be warm and a little windy are pretty nice, when you get them.

[_fluffy]

Which sleepy little suburb do you live in? That sounds like pretty much all of them. Or at least Wilmette, anyway. (I am not very familiar with the greater Chicagoland area though. My grandpa lives in Wilmette so that's the one I know best.)

[snoozenstein]

Elmwood Park. People here still think the idea of BLACK PEOPLE is spooky and scary

I once had a conversation with a neighbor where she told me that her boyfriend was going into rehab

and then she immediately proceeded to complain about how black people were making our town SOOOOOO GHETTO

:C