Jesus fuck. There's a foot of snow on the ground at this point, and there's probably going to be twice that by tomorrow.
In the morning, there will be conditions that meet the official definition of "blizzard." There will be no going to school tomorrow. Probably not on Tuesday either.
Our mayor, the illustrious former hot-dog vendor John Street, has informed us that plowing will not be completed until mid-day Tuesday AT THE SOONEST.
And why does all of this matter? Because when I DO finally get back to school/work, there will be just as much for me to do, except that I'll have to do it in much less time.
And what's even worse, I won't be able to see my girl. And that sucks.
In the morning, there will be conditions that meet the official definition of "blizzard." There will be no going to school tomorrow. Probably not on Tuesday either.
Our mayor, the illustrious former hot-dog vendor John Street, has informed us that plowing will not be completed until mid-day Tuesday AT THE SOONEST.
And why does all of this matter? Because when I DO finally get back to school/work, there will be just as much for me to do, except that I'll have to do it in much less time.
And what's even worse, I won't be able to see my girl. And that sucks.
But you'll get plenty of much-needed sleep, right? right?
xo sarah