December 2nd, 2003

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What the...

It's snowing. Hard. What the hell?

Of all of the things I was prepared for upon waking, snow was not one of them. Normally I'd be happy, but I'm too tired for this today.

Update: And just like that, it stopped. There's now a coating of snow all over everything, but no more sign of snow - and the sky is clear and bright blue, like it never happened. So weird.
  • Current Mood: skaken, not stirred
  • Current Music: Pizzicato Five - drinking wine