okay, time for some weather-related bitterness
Right. So, why is it that the year I go abroad, the most epic amounts of snow ever blanket Washington, DC, Georgetown calls not one or two but four consecutive snow days, and I am stuck in gloomy Britannia jealously eyeing the Facebook statuses of my friends back on the East Coast? Dear Impersonal Supreme Being, is this what I get for having spent my childhood in snow-filled Toronto winters? Because, if so, You suck.
Signing off, V.M. Bell
Signing off, V.M. Bell