No Cars Go

Tonight is freezing. It's 1-degree, and it feels below that.
This morning I drove into DeKalb to hang out with M, Jordan, and Marta. I felt bad, because Stephen texted me and asked to hang out - of course, on the first day I've been away.
Marta and I went out for dinner and some drinks, as Jordan stayed home and gamed with some of the Durand guys, online. It was a good time, even though the bartender didn't know how to make an Old Fashioned. Marta had a Long Island and a couple Stone sours. I stuck with whiskey, as well.
I spent time back at her apartment, with Ryan and she, until about 9pm. I drove back, calling M, telling her that a Harry Potter night was in order. But of course, just as I came to pick her up, my car started to act up. I'll summarize, but basically a good 30min of my night, tonight, was spent pushing my old wagon around, M at the helm, and random strangers helping me to push. My poor car. She tries really hard. I hope to find out what troubles her.
The cold was bitter. Jesus, was it awful. M and I got to my apartment, and we were running the last few feet. We spent the following 10min inside tending to our frozen parts, waiting for the feeling to return.
Once we could feel our extremities, we had a really good time. We decorated a Gingerbread House (if you were to eat it, it is 3,000 calories!!,) made pistachio pudding, and watched Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince.
It's been a really good break so far (YAY for passing Spanish!!) Its been so comforting. Next week my family comes in, which is always a really good time, and who knows what else is going to happen in the next few weeks.