If you haven’t met me in person, then you wouldn’t happen to know the most important aspect of who I am.  I have a six-pack.  (In his dreams.  Literally.  I’ve been in them. Don’t you think that that’s a bit odd?  And creepy?)  Therefore, winter, only the worst season ever, poses a distinct problem for me.  I can’t show off my finely toned muscles.  This thing called snow comes down from the sky, makes everything cold and I have to… (Julian, I know how painful it is.  Just say it.) …put on an additional layer of clothing.  You have no idea how hard that is for me.  I don’t understand why we can’t just have summer all year-long.  (You can.  In Florida.)  Imagine how nice that would be.  Warm weather, my six-pack, (Which is nonexistent.) swimming and most importantly of course, my six-pack.  (I give up.)   No, I’m just kidding.  Believe it or not, I don’t have a six-pack.  (I believe it.)I love the winter because it gives me the chance to frolic in the snow with my dear peers, a heart-warming activity that makes me all cozy inside.  (Did someone slip him some Estrogen?  I’m serious.)  Despite all of the confusion that accompanies winter: traffic, snow days etc,  the season still provides a great deal of fun and amusement.  As much as I would now love to go and tumble in a snowdrift or two, I have a very special evening planned for my very special someone.  My six-pack.  (We were so close!  Why must you always regress?)


About julian822

This blog is informal to say the least. It's almost like an online journal, filled with stories that I find funny, interesting things/links and anything else that comes to my mind. Enjoy.
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