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12. 4.07 Or I Could Just Get a Space Heater |
As I write this I'm sitting in a coffee shop. Dean Martin's "I've Got My Love to Keep Me Warm," is playing over the speakers.
As a single person, I resent this song. We're in the beginning of a cold Chicago winter, and I get cold too. Can't my singledom keep me warm?
Perhaps I should write that song.
I never used to resent that song, but I may now.
I would recommend the space heater. Or an electric blanket. You don't have to get them a Christmas present that they invariably dislike. I mean, unless you really want to.
Too late, I already wrote that song. You can write the follow-up about how it doesn't work at all.
