I hate the winter. Let me rephrase: I despise the winter, and wish it would die in a horrible, fiery car wreck. Normally I wouldn’t resort to numerical blog hysterics, but I feel it is the only way for establishing the full extent and reasoning of my, and possibly your, disdain. Sure, I could just move somewhere warmer and/or stop complaining. But why should I have to move? Those little white shuriken and below-zero temperatures only stick around part-time anyway! Maybe THE WINTER should leave—and stay out!