Oh ... sweetness, sweetness, I was only joking
when I said by rights you should be
bludgeoned in your bed
Here's a picture of the card I gave Jerry today, and it pretty much sums up how I feel about Valentine's Day. I will admit that the lyrics from Bigmouth Strikes Again are a little over the top. And I have never in my life turned down a box of Bernard Callebaut chocolate.
It was fucking freezing in our house today. We keep the house pretty cool, 18C (65F) when we are home and 14C (57F) at night or when we are at work, so we are used to wearing sweaters and slippers, but today it was just retarded. Even the cutlery in the drawers was freezing. And the salt shaker. We kept cranking the heat up and nothing happened.
And then it started to warm up outside and got warmer in the house by virtue of conductive heat transfer, and also radiative heat exchange because the sun also came out. (That was me showing off everything I have retained from my master's degree in thermal physiology). So now we are not going to worry about it until it gets cold again.
There were 600 reported traffic collisions in Calgary over Monday and Tuesday. Considering the length of my commutes those days, I am very proud of myself for coming through unscathed.
And I appear to have fried my motherboard on my work computer. How come I have such a bad track record with motherboards? Do I have some kind of evil electrical force field coming off me or something? Because we went through 3 of them in less than 2 years on our home computer.
Happy Valentine's Day, you sweet thangs!