snow day
So I wake up this morning, and I look outside. Joyious of joys I see snow trying to fall from the sky! I dance and sing (not really but you get the idea), and remind myself that I must still attend the neo-nazi meeting (AKA work). "Alas me sweet fluffy whitness I shall play with thee we I return"... or so I thought. Blast thee vile damn Light! the sun's rays havem melted all the SNOW! it's Murder of the white wonderland... So here I sit asking for snow again, and this time I asking to keep it...