Austin is cold. Well, more specifically, my room is cold.


I've had to sleep with sweatpants, a t-shirt, sweatshirt, socks, and two down comforters for the past week. Oh, and I had to put my fatty cat on top of me just to keep me warm.


Why don't I just turn on the heat, you ask? Well, it's already on, and I'm afraid if I turn it on even higher, my roommates room might catch on fire. I don't get how in a small 1000 square-foot apartment, the temperatures could be so drastically different from one room to the next.


I think I just need my cuddle buddy to keep me warm in my tiny twin bed.