And I'm saying this as someone who likes the cold, enjoys the cold, has been stomping around declaring "it's too fuckin' warm for December." I'm happy that in the past few days it's finally gotten seasonally-appropriate cold, but damn, it's cold.
I don't think the cold would throw me quite so much if it weren't for the fact that it seems every college campus in the South seems to turn the heat waaaaay up the second the temperature dips below 50. Back at Vandy, I can remember times that it was snowing (though in Nashville, "snow" is more of an honorific given to flurries to improve their self-esteem) and I still had my windows open trying to cool down the room. I'm wearing a sweater that came out of the dryer overly fuzzy this morning, and every time today I've come inside, I've felt like an overstuffed Muppet.
Note: I'm from Tennessee. People from further north should read the first sentence of this post as "It's kinda cool out there." People from Florida should read it as "It's fuckin' FRIGID out there."