cold vs. snow

I hate being cold. I can take triple digit heat but I'm cold when it gets down to 65-70 degrees. Yet, I love when it snows. I love watching the snow fall, watching it collecting on the ground and plants, playing/sledding...everything about snow. I've been like this for years and I am still confused. How can I hate being cold but love playing in frozen water?

first post...of random chatter and complaints

I'm not really sure why I started this blog; I don't really have much to talk about thats worth reading. I'm unemployed (which sucks) and currently trying to find a job (which is going HORRIBLE). Mostly when I'm not job hunting, I am listening to music, watching movies/TV, read or work on my writings. I really like writing, but it's hard because I great amazing ideas and then stuck with a huge writers block for months at a time. Then by the time I get back to the story, I'm confused by all my random stops. Movies are one of my addictions, the others being caffiene and "Sons of Anarchy" (a beautiful creation of Kurt Sutter). I used to love being over-caffienated at 3 in the morning and either watching reruns of "Sons of Anarchy" on Comcast's OnDemand or watching random movies while working on my writings. Sadly, I had to quit caffiene after too many annoying lectures from my family...so now I have a semi-normal sleep schedule and I am constantly tired. I preferred the late nights, I'm more productive at night because there is no one else awake to distract me.