It's going to be -37 with wind chill tonight (-34.6 if you speak Fahrenheit), thanks to the stupid Arctic front. Oh yay. It's not dark yet but the temperature inside the warmest apartment in the world that we live in is already dropping. Tonight is going to be fun. Meanwhile, Troy is stuck in Stratford where he works because the highways are closed due to crappy road condition and weather. And of course it's frickin' snowing again outside. Sigh. O Spring, where art thou?