Snow is awesome.
And I'll kill any man who says otherwise.
Not really, but I'll pretend to do it in my head.
Seriously snow is some cool stuff. It definitely beats rain because it can't soak me to the core while I traipse about campus trying not to die of hypothermia and other assorted afflictions.
Anyway, I like snow. It reminds me of Sarah and walking around campus while she was up here, during the only other storm Pitt has bothered to get in the way of this entire winter.
I don't know whether I wrote about this yet or not, I suspect I have, I don't really care. I discovered my window has been open for some undisclosed amount of time, possibly as long as since late october. All I know is that it's been much much warmer under my desk since I closed it. I have no clue how we missed it being open, and neither of us opened it.
Another anecdote - someone tried to rinse the remnants of a taco down our sink yesterday night. WHAT? WHO TRIES TO RINSE A TACO DOWN A SINK? MY GOD, MAN! GET A GRIP! It turned the whole basin from white to reddish-orange, and chunks of taco beef and cheese were spread about the bottom near the infinitely tiny grate. They didn't bother cleaning it up until tonight. People... what is wrong with you?
Also, an update on the bread situation. I ate all of the peanutbutter with some of the bread, but then it turned out I had an excess of bread. I lapsed into a depressed coma, thinking the cycle would never end, but at a later time I took hold of my senses and just ate half a loaf of bread without any dressing of any sort in order to bring balance to the universe. My ultimate sacrifice will be recorded in the annals of history for all of time.
However, now I need both bread AND peanutbutter, and I may have done the universe more harm than good. Only time will tell. Unless I distrupted it's delicate framework, in which case we'll all be suspended in non-time for... well I can't really put a length of time to it, since time won't be moving in any direction. So we'll just sort of be there... extant, but immobile and incapable of realizing it, unable to do anything to change the situation. Maybe.......... Maybe we're already IN that state of existance...
Ominous!
Not really, but I'll pretend to do it in my head.
Seriously snow is some cool stuff. It definitely beats rain because it can't soak me to the core while I traipse about campus trying not to die of hypothermia and other assorted afflictions.
Anyway, I like snow. It reminds me of Sarah and walking around campus while she was up here, during the only other storm Pitt has bothered to get in the way of this entire winter.
I don't know whether I wrote about this yet or not, I suspect I have, I don't really care. I discovered my window has been open for some undisclosed amount of time, possibly as long as since late october. All I know is that it's been much much warmer under my desk since I closed it. I have no clue how we missed it being open, and neither of us opened it.
Another anecdote - someone tried to rinse the remnants of a taco down our sink yesterday night. WHAT? WHO TRIES TO RINSE A TACO DOWN A SINK? MY GOD, MAN! GET A GRIP! It turned the whole basin from white to reddish-orange, and chunks of taco beef and cheese were spread about the bottom near the infinitely tiny grate. They didn't bother cleaning it up until tonight. People... what is wrong with you?
Also, an update on the bread situation. I ate all of the peanutbutter with some of the bread, but then it turned out I had an excess of bread. I lapsed into a depressed coma, thinking the cycle would never end, but at a later time I took hold of my senses and just ate half a loaf of bread without any dressing of any sort in order to bring balance to the universe. My ultimate sacrifice will be recorded in the annals of history for all of time.
However, now I need both bread AND peanutbutter, and I may have done the universe more harm than good. Only time will tell. Unless I distrupted it's delicate framework, in which case we'll all be suspended in non-time for... well I can't really put a length of time to it, since time won't be moving in any direction. So we'll just sort of be there... extant, but immobile and incapable of realizing it, unable to do anything to change the situation. Maybe.......... Maybe we're already IN that state of existance...
Ominous!