i woak up and i waz cold az ice. i had slept threw tha nite with nuthing but a newspaper 4 a blanket and anuther rolled up newspaper 4 a pellow. it waz 7 AM. i had alwayz been an eurly rizer, and i had alwayz awoken at exactly 7 AM. todey waz no exseption. i ley ther stif. aftar a gud for minuts passd i got up. my silky blak hare fel down to mi feet leik dewy spidar webz. my pale wite skin glistenid hauntingly as i both slumped and slithered with grace and horor movements to the seenk. i poored miself a glas of watir and drank it, sullinly. the sun had nawt risen for it waz winnter heer. it waz alwayz winter in Antarctica...