Snippitts of Illusions

snow, snow, everywhere, and it really pisses me off.

it snowed.
i've got mixed feelings about that.
i don't mind the snow, once it's on the ground and the streets have been cleared relatively.
but as it's coming down, it and i are bitter enemies.
i don't think it realizes this.
and as i'm a weak mortal, with very little power -either political, scientific, or blackmarket- i can do nothing more than shake my fist at the sky in anger and curse the weather gods that are indifferent to my plight.
so there are clouds in the sky, heavy fat clouds unhurridily spread themselves out over the moutains, going where i know not for sure.
though i'll wager it's towards the midwest.
those poor bastards.
the got alot of snow.
funny how that works, figured we'd get more.
but nope. it's always the midwest.
another storm is coming.
man, if it wasn't for the snow, winter would be ok.
(see, i don't mind the cold).

posted by F.G. Shaw @ 10:47 AM