Feb 03, 2007 06:48
Dear Florida,
I'm really sorry. I truly am. I understand that tornado was miserable and awful and came out of nowhere, and I feel bad about all the people that died in it. However, it stands that I have places to go today, and you shouldn't push your luck with the weather upon Minnesota. It's just not nice.
"What?" I hear you asking it. Maybe it's not your fault. Maybe God's having a bad couple of days or something and just needs to settle down. But he should do it quickly. I need to go to Foley today for a one-act play competition, and then back to Saint Cloud to catch a movie with Melissa. This day means a lot to me, Florida, and I don't need what I have right now. It's just uncalled for.
What's that? You're still confused. Well, let me say it this way:
JESUS FUCK, IT'S NEGATIVE EIGHTEEN AND THE WINDCHILL IS NEGATIVE FORTY-FOUR! I NEED A GIANT-FUCK HAIRDRYER OR SOMETHING!
Sincerely,
Frozen to the Keyboard in Minnesota.
In other news, I wrote a ten-or-so minute play last night. I'm hoping they'll let me direct and perform it in May. I'd love it if any of you could come ( Kyle, Grant, M'randa, Fones? ) More details to follow.