bitch of a freak storm in October) of the winter. It's mid-January and we've only just gotten snow. Go figure. By this time last year, we were buried under ten thousand feet of it.
I'm not a very big fan of the stuff, but it's kind of pretty. Well, pretty until it melts and gets all mucky and gross and makes you question your faith in all humanity.
Whoops, I kind of went to the dark side there, didn't I? You see, my cheery disposition is courtesy of a cold. I went to the doctor to get my ear flushed and was informed that I also have a cold. Like "Oh hey, while you're here, want a cold too?". Did he not realise I was trying to ignore my scratchy throat and sniffly nose so I could get shit done? Such a rudepants.