To Pocco I say, "Best-o-luck girl, you just hang in there and you'll be fine. You hit that bong and you let it all go...Justin is a righteous dude." (Thought it best to throw that in there...) To Jo I say, "You do realize that through the process of convection that the ambient air temperature outside does eventually permeate to the interior of ones abode, do you not?" I'm not sayin', I'm just sayin'...