in love with love and lousy poetry

[pooka_madness]

Winter simply cannot get its act together in Boston this year. We were promised snow. And we got snow, for the first inch or two. But its wet snow that turned quickly to slush. And now it is sleeting steadily, layering atop what snow remains with tiny bits of ice. All indications are that before the day is over the temperature will get above freezing and the sleet will turn to rain. Rain which will melt the snow and slush and coat the sleet and then freeze overnight, thus effectively shellacking the entire Massachusetts Bay in a thin yet annoying layer of ice. I know that I ought not complain, particularly not when Chicago (and much of the rest of the country) continues to get deluged with worse snowy weather than this. But its irksome nevertheless.

In other news, Happy Valentine's Day. I may be single and bitter but that doesn't stop me from believing in love. Just because I don't happen to have it, at the moment, doesn't mean that its not real. You should all go out and celebrate your love. So long as you leave me the Hell alone. Seriously, don't bug me today. I am this close to banishing you all.