Fo' reals, guyth. It's snowing outside, even as I am typing this ludicrious entry. Not a heavy snow, but a light flurry, but I won't be surprised if there's no school tomorrow. Oh Texas, you so silly.

Also, apparently Nichole is out of the closet now. Time to make my move.

WARNING: Wankage ahead. Might get a little incoherent.

( WANGST~ )