Brrrrr, it's
awful cold out there now.
Not exact matches
We didn't do straight from the fridge: a) because that would require getting
out of bed (my son slept in our room and given that I have
awful insomnia, I was loathe to leave the bedroom and turn on the lights); and b) my son wouldn't drink
COLD milk (though room temperature worked fine).
I saw a gorgeous one on Net A Porter a few weeks ago that had a lace insert in the
cold shoulder part; it was amazing, but sold
out immediately These off the shoulder tops can also look
awful (like a bad curtain pelmet!)
He was nineteen years old and should have felt as sweet as a bluebird in the dew, but in the
awful damp of the early morning, after another night of sleeping on
cold concrete — or not sleeping — he moved like an old man, grumbling like the world was
out to get him, had in fact perhaps already gotten him, struck him down without mercy or care or...
This true story of a backyard dog being left
out alone on a dark and bitter
cold winter night is
awful enough.
Your second comment: Yes, the
cold water is finite, but there is an
awful lot of it down there and our pumping rate of one million cubic meters per second is quite feeble, so it will last long enough for us to figure
out some other way to cool the surface and bring up nutrients so we can feed ourselves.
I am crook —
awful flu / mild
cold — so I'm giving myself a blogging pass
out.