Snow

Alright, time for another sporadic, semi-ranting blog post. Today's subject: Snow.

It's currently snowing again. We got roughly 11 inches on Friday, 4 more Saturday, and now the white stuff is floating down from the heavens like so many feathers from a ripped down pillow.

And I hate it.

You know that part in the song where it goes "And since we've no place to go, let it snow let it snow let it snow!" Yeah. I ALWAYS have someplace to go. And it's usually by bus. And I'll usually end up standing in a snow drift up to my thighs waiting for a bus that's 25 minutes late (Yeah, that happened today). And not only is it snowing like the dickens lately, it's also colder than a witch's teat. Apparently Gaia sees fit to alter between death by burial in snow and death by frost. I don't even know if it should be snowing. Last I checked, it was only 3 degrees out.

On the bright side, it was a white Yule and it'll be a white Christmas. On the other hand, in about three days all the snow will turn brown and gray with dirt and sludge and will freeze and accumulate in epic proportions. I read in the Journal-Sentinal the other day that we've already had more snow than last year, in the month of December. I hope the trend doesn't continue, because we all remember last year.

I definitely live in the wrong region. I'd be perfectly happy if I never saw another snowflake again, even a paper one. It's freezing in my apartment and snowing outside and all I can do is fantasize about lying on a beach in Hawaii drinking a strawberry daquiri (virgin, of course).

I wish I wasn't poor and in insane debt, because I'd love to be warm for once. In California, or Hawaii, or Florida, or anywhere where it doesn't snow. Maybe Mexico, or the Bahamas. Yeah, I could definitely take a cruise around the Carribean.

Well. At least the stuff is pretty, for a little while. Now if only it were warm...