There is absolutely nothing I like about winter.
- Days are short, you get no sunlight, your serotonin levels hit the floor
- It’s hella cold, when you go outside and inhale, your nose hairs freeze and it feels like you inhaled some spiders
- Snow, in bucketloads, you’re wading through it, you’re shovelling it
- Do you wear glasses? They’re foggy now.
- You wanna walk anywhere? Too bad, the plows only plow the centre of the road, reducing the size of the road by 20%, so if you try to go for a walk, a car will take your fkn ear off
- If you still have your ear when you go back inside, you know when your ear gets too cold and it hurts, then you thaw it out and it turns red and hurts more? Spectacular.
- It’s so cold, so you think you’d just stay inside, right? But then you don’t get fresh air and it feels even worse!
- I am Grinch-level opposed to Christmas. I hate the songs, I hate the crowds, I hate the decorations, I hate both giving and receiving gifts, if I could fast forward from December 1 to January 1, I would.
- My birthday is in the winter too. Nothing like Christmas and my birthday in the span of 2 months to remind me that I’m not a happy little kid anymore, I’m old and crotchety, exhibit 1: this post.