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The white death cometh!
It's been snowing all day, picking up intensity and... I guess you'd say mass, as time goes on, and we have a lovely inch or so covering the grounds right now, and it doesn't look like it's going to stop any time soon. These are big, melty flakes, the kind you try and catch on your tongue and pack into snowballs and make perverted snowmen with. I've already found the sidewalks to be on the slippery side, so I hope that tomorrow I don't fall and break my cell phone/iRiver/laptop on my way to class. That would suck a lot. And I need to buy a fucking hat; you lose most of your body heat out of the head, and I need to cover up my poor, poor ears somehow. Plus I'd like to be able to feel my face, you know?
Amusing fact: I might have to remember the names of all the people in my volleyball class if I want to pass my final. The instructor, Zack, was talking to me for the last ten or fifteen minutes of class, and I mentioned that I'd forgotten his name (I kept thinking it was Scott, but I knew that wasn't right), and he spent the rest of the time helping me memorize everyone's name. And he said it could very well be on the final, and I couldn't tell if he was joking or not. So cute, and yet so cruel!
I went to a surprise party for my friend Kristel, as she turned 18 today. No longer jailbait! Woohoo! (And she was jailbait, man. Cute, Asian... all she lacks to be the PERFECT jailbait is boobs, and she's still cute with her itsy bitsy A-cup.) Andy and Jimmy kept stealing my cellphone -- well, Andy to be precise, but Jimmy helped him the first time. And then Andy stole my keys. Bastard.
It's been snowing all day, picking up intensity and... I guess you'd say mass, as time goes on, and we have a lovely inch or so covering the grounds right now, and it doesn't look like it's going to stop any time soon. These are big, melty flakes, the kind you try and catch on your tongue and pack into snowballs and make perverted snowmen with. I've already found the sidewalks to be on the slippery side, so I hope that tomorrow I don't fall and break my cell phone/iRiver/laptop on my way to class. That would suck a lot. And I need to buy a fucking hat; you lose most of your body heat out of the head, and I need to cover up my poor, poor ears somehow. Plus I'd like to be able to feel my face, you know?
Amusing fact: I might have to remember the names of all the people in my volleyball class if I want to pass my final. The instructor, Zack, was talking to me for the last ten or fifteen minutes of class, and I mentioned that I'd forgotten his name (I kept thinking it was Scott, but I knew that wasn't right), and he spent the rest of the time helping me memorize everyone's name. And he said it could very well be on the final, and I couldn't tell if he was joking or not. So cute, and yet so cruel!
I went to a surprise party for my friend Kristel, as she turned 18 today. No longer jailbait! Woohoo! (And she was jailbait, man. Cute, Asian... all she lacks to be the PERFECT jailbait is boobs, and she's still cute with her itsy bitsy A-cup.) Andy and Jimmy kept stealing my cellphone -- well, Andy to be precise, but Jimmy helped him the first time. And then Andy stole my keys. Bastard.