Ahh, toasty. I feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Actually, I'd like to think of myself as cold, but in a logical, calculating kind of way. Like, if I was given the choice between the person I love the most, and a million people I've never met before, and whichever one I chose, the other would die, I'd choose the latter, because that way more people would survive. It's cold, but not in a jerky kind of way (in my opinion); it's just logical.