October Never Seems This Cold

I stepped outside this morning and I felt the chill. The weather is starting to cool down and memories are coming with it. Living in Florida all of my life has me too use to hot weather. I've spent a Christmas or two in flip flops and a t-shirt. When the cold weather rolls in, it's so rare that I think about everything significant that has occurred to me in the cold. Weirdly enough, all of the romance I've found in college was during the very chilly months. I'm prompted to spill out all of my nostalgia onto this blog. Let's get to it.

I came into college with a girlfriend doing a long distance thing. We met in the summer months so I credit that and many other reasons why I absolutely hated her. Don't feel bad. She hated me too. After that, I got into three other relationships and the initial lovey dovey contact began in the cold months. To be precise, November, January and February. I'm developing a few theories as to why this is.

My first one is that I'm simply trying to get warmer. It was bizarre discovering how much colder it can get Gainesville than in Miami. I'm not talking a few degrees either. I'm talking a difference of twenty degrees. I assume my South Floridian blood naturally sent me out in search of a female to curl up next to and get toasty. But if it's merely a case of survival than why did I seek out females? Females with beauty beyond belief might I add. (Editor's note: They subscribe to this blog with the exception of long distance girlfriend. Fuck you, Sarah.) That's because I enjoy the finer things in life. Could you imagine if I blanketed myself with dirty dish towels when I could acquire I blanket made of velvet and rabbit fur? That would be madness. College girls make the best comforters.

Another theory I have going is Valentine's Day. I grew up in spite of Valentine's Day because I always wanted a girlfriend but was too much of a geek to get one. So when the date drew close I would snarl when in actuality I wanted to celebrate it so very much with a beautiful girl who thought I was funny and smart. No lie, whenever I even started liking a girl I would start making plans for Valentine's Day. I would be like, "This is it. This is the year I don't have to spend it alone because I'm in loooooooooovvvvvvvvvvvvvvvve." I was pathetic. I am happy to say that I have not had to spend the last three Valentine's Days alone. (Editor's note: You hear that, Sarah. I'm not going to die watching Royal Rumbles in a continuous loop. You're the joke now. Your middle name is Margarita.)

Or it's probably all a fluke. How knows why, where or when they find romance? Guess I'm just glad that I continue to. I just find it funny how the weather can trigger so many sensations in the brain. (Editor's note: Author will no longer discuss romance in his blog as he divulges mushy details. Barf.)

"I didn't ask for a shrink - that must've been somebody else. Also, that pudding isn't mine. Also, I'm wearing this suit today because I had a very important meeting this morning and I don't have a crying problem."