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it's supposed to snow again tonight. like three inches. but come on. enough's enough.
and frickin schitzo weather we've got here, it was 50 degrees two days ago. it was nice. brought out the rebellion in us... which you shast read about in the entries before and after this one. ::crosses fingers, squeezes eyes shut and prays:: two-hour delay, two-hour delay, two-hour delay, two-hour delay.... two-hour delays are physical proof that there is a God. we get to sleep in, we're not bored all day because we're too wussy to go outside and play in the snow, and we don't have to make it up. ever. ah, paradise. ::hopehopehope:: FIN. 7:21 p.m., Thursday, Feb. 06, 2003 |
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