It's winter. Not that usual holiday winter though. It's winter you don't want, so cold I can't express how cold it is. Jacket feels like wearing a T-shirt in a blizzard. It's not your typical thin jacket either, it's good enough to cook an egg during summer. I know this because I can still smell that damn egg. Tried washing it with this thing called hydrochloric or some shit. I saw my neighbor Lizzy through it. She smells like damn egg, so jacket's hot. Anyway, it's cold, got my hot jacket, and it's still cold. So cold fingernails are different blue. They got heaven's color blue. They don't even listen to me when I tell'em to move. Been stuck holding this can of beer since morning. I try to drink it, but no shit's coming out. Shit's frozen solid like my little friend here. Poor guy came crawling and stopped. I would give him this beer, but I can't even shake this damn thing off. I ain't gonna go anywhere either. Legs still sleeping. I tell'em to to wake, they don't listen. Like my little friend blue fingernails here. No worries, just gonna get up tomorrow. So gonna take a rest. I'm not having no damn egg.