My classy pastime

So I came across this photo on my roommate brooke's blog. well, she's no longer my roommate because she's off exploring spain for the semester (and the rest of europe). dumping me for bigger and better things. i see how it is brooke. whatever.. 
BUT on cold montana days, if you were to drop into my apartment. this is where i'd be passed out. right by the heater. in fact, one night i managed to sleep there all night and woke up with a large bumpy burn on my arm. but when you're chilled to the bone, surrounded by bitter frigocity, the gentle current of blessed warmth that emits that electric box, with it's soft clicking purr is pure bliss. just saying