If talking about the weather were an olympic sport

Soooooo, it's zero degrees Fahrenheit, and probably colder with the wind chill, though CBC ever so metrically says it's -18 degrees, which scared me for about 3/5ths of a second as -18 is an entirely different ballgame of cold in Fahrenheit. Although Canadians are generally better-acquainted with cold than the residents of 49 out of 50 states, when a Canadian says something like "It's so cold out! It's going to be minus fifteen today!" I find myself wanting to reply, "Oh yeah? You think that's cold? You should try minus fifteen in America!"

And yet somehow it is a rather tropical 74 degrees in my apartment, though I have yet to turn on the heat this year. There is nothing coming out of my radiator. But even if I were to crack a window, the temperature would go down temporarily but spike right back up in an hour or two. WHERE IS THIS MYSTERY HEAT SOURCE? I barely needed blankets last night which is really not what I migrated north for.

I just printed out a Fahrenheit to Celsius conversion chart, so BRING IT, WINTER.