oh, canada.

[liugan]

[ Staring out the window. Nearly a foot of snow. ]

I do highly endorse relocating to another, less winter-afflicted area of the globe, dear writer. This is absurd.

And please stop listening to that song.

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[spiderkid]

It's not exactly sunshine down here either. [ Nooo, Miles, do not approach the Loki! ]

[liugan]

There are plenty of other places to move to. [ /tempt tempt tempt ]

[spiderkid]

Jus' saying. Avoid the east coast.

[liugan]

So I have heard.

[ After a pause, ] The writer would like to express her sympathies.

[strongandfree]

You don't like the cold?

[liugan]

The temperature is not what I find unpleasant.

[witchingly]

[ while she (and her writer) can sympathize with the snow, that isn't what turns her attention. ]

'Tis surely not music, that?

[liugan]

I am extremely hesitant to call it that. Noise is a far more accurate term.

[ on repeat since 9pm last night. Help. ]

[forcedreset]

I would, I think, prefer snow to this monstrous hurry-cane!

[elvenkind]

The notes do not lilt easily on the ears.

[ To say the least. ]

[witchingly]

Most unfortunate, then.

[ a beat, ] It's at times likes these when one starts to wish for more control over their scribes, no?

[liugan]

Everyone is entitled to their own preferences. Though I cannot say I would offer a trade, indeed.

[forcedreset]

Of course! But it may, perhaps, help to put things in perspective, and help you to hate your snow a little bit less.

Or not. But it was worth a try.

[liugan]

Such does not address the damage to my hearing and sanity accurately enough, but yes, not easily at all.

[liugan]

Oh, if only, indeed. Her tastes are so often varied, I either find myself tolerating or loathing her selections.

[ but he totally grooves to smooth criminal, so hush. ]

[elvenkind]

I would pine but for the liveliness of your protests.

[liugan]

Perspective does little to adjust the level of toleration I have for the weather. Just because elsewhere is worse off, it does not mean I will suddenly go frolicking in it.

[liugan]

Entertainment in my misery, I see.

[elvenkind]

Not so, my lord. Had I the power, it should ever be summer in your favour.

[liugan]

Spring.

If it would not trouble so.

[elvenkind]

Spring, then. Winter does not curry your affections?

[liugan]

There are unpleasant memories associated with it.

[elvenkind]

May you hereafter ever walk in the seasons you love. [ A courteous dip, and; ] Good grace and fortune to my lord's scribe, that they must suffer such a chill.

[therealgenius]

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[liugan]

If only it were so simple. But my lady's gracious sentiment is well appreciated.

[ pff- he shrugs, uncaring. ] She survives. Apparently, this season hardly compares to winters past, but she passes on her thanks regardless.