I hate winter. I HATE WINTER. Last night I was stuck outside for half an hour waiting for a bus with no hat or gloves and I swear I saw my first snowflake in the process. I'm from a very cold place so I should be use to this sort of thing. I'm not. As a child I spent hours sitting in between the couch and the wall because it was so warm, that and I would curl up with the refrigerator (heat comes from the bottom, try it) at times, embracing it lovingly. I want to move somewhere super warm and I hear hell is cheap and there is plenty of room. So, I made up my mine, I need to buy some lake front property in hell.