Wednesday, January 26, 2005
I'm Mister Snow Misery
"The coldest winter I ever spent was summer in San Francisco."- some guy who history has mistaken for Mark Twain
Yeah, well, while it may be colder than a polar bear's snot in San Francisco, at least they don't have to deal with the snow, snow, dear God, the fucking snow, has Ragnarok been declared or something?
I'm sorry; it's just, after the Great Snowdump of '05, we're getting another fucking four to six inches. My parents actually want me to check out our heating vent out of fear that the snow might cause us to choke to death on yummy carbon monoxide. And I still have to go to school.
So, yeah. Bite me, Guy Who Wasn't Mark Twain.
Yeah, well, while it may be colder than a polar bear's snot in San Francisco, at least they don't have to deal with the snow, snow, dear God, the fucking snow, has Ragnarok been declared or something?
I'm sorry; it's just, after the Great Snowdump of '05, we're getting another fucking four to six inches. My parents actually want me to check out our heating vent out of fear that the snow might cause us to choke to death on yummy carbon monoxide. And I still have to go to school.
So, yeah. Bite me, Guy Who Wasn't Mark Twain.
