It is snowing. Not just the average amount, 2 gargantuan feet and counting. Don’t get me wrong, I love snow. If I could bath with it without catching hypothermia I would! Problems arise when it gets in the way of my sanity. I live on a 5000 foot mountain. I live on a campus that is not anywhere near the center of town. If we do the math, wait a minute here…
2ƒ + school – realfood – coffee x 23 = INSANITY
Snow is, however, a great way to lie to yourself to relax. I can’t do math, it’s SNOWING! Now I wonder what I will do today…I sit here and debate wether to work or to eat cheez-its and watch an absurd amount of Law + Order SVU. I obviously have TONS of work to do. How about picking out belts for prom, or organizing files. Talk about tiring. I will probably do a few sketches in my sketchbook and then spend the rest of the day saying, it’s snowing! I might as well be getting used to this, seeing as next year I will be living on snow mountain, aka, the Northeast. I will go brew a cup of coffee, clean up my room, and then ponder wether or not this snow is out to get me. Does snow get to you?









