I remember my arrival last year. I remember being awed and confused by the fact that people here were bundled up in scarves, hats and gloves when it was like 50 degrees outside. There I was walking around in a t-shirt and jeans and these people looked like they just got off a boat from the Artic Circle. People wearing shirts, with sweaters on top and then a jacket. I thought they were insane.

I grew up in New Jersey. It´s not the Yukon Territory but I was used to cold winters and some snow. Not anymore. I´ve been freezing my ass off and it´s only been like 50 degrees. Last year I would have my window open for fresh air. Now, I´m yelling at my roommates if they leave the door open a crack in the TV room. I have started actually turning the heat on!!! I am counting the hours until my friend Scott arrives tomorrow with my winter coat and gloves from home. I´ve been wearing a hat every day. I haven´t shaved this week hoping for some extra warmth. Letting my hair grow longer for the same. I´ve been wearing two pairs of socks and long johns. It´s just not working. Somehow I have acclimated. Now, that doesn´t seem that bad, right? Right. Not really a huge problem except for the fact that I am going home for Christmas for two weeks in December and January. It will be nice and bitterly cold. And there is already snow on the ground there already...I´m screwed and a pussy.