Note to snow deities: you suck
Feb. 1st, 2004 07:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
whitereflection(unless, of course, things close tomorrow. If that happens, all lauds and praises.)
Shoveling. Bah. Got about 6in. today, they say another 3-10 potential tonight/tomorrow. Please let there be another snow day. It would make me teh happy. Also have heard there is another storm coming through Wed/Thurs., then one around Saturday, maybe another next week? Oo Well. We have some amazing drifts in our yard, both natural and shovelling related. They're eating our house.
Snow + Superbowl = streets deserted like "The Day After". Kinda creepy, inna way. If I could photograph it, I would call it desolate white. Except it's a bit pretty--especially the pine trees on the corner by that one store, with all the clear Christmas lights still on them, shining under branches coated like with gobs of frosting.
Not much to say, really. Just musings. Should eat and keep tinkering with studying or something.
[Edit: Ohyeah, almost couldn't make it up the hill (ie. slight incline) to the house coming back from the store, thanks to the muck-slush-ice-snow piled on the street. Another point against the snow deities. Tho doesn't help Saturns suck ass on traction/getting through snow and ice, plus our tires aren't super. And ponderable of the day: how the hell do I remember to get peanut butter, but totally forget to get bread when they're both in the same aisle? And I had a list? Fffeh...moron.]
Shoveling. Bah. Got about 6in. today, they say another 3-10 potential tonight/tomorrow. Please let there be another snow day. It would make me teh happy. Also have heard there is another storm coming through Wed/Thurs., then one around Saturday, maybe another next week? Oo Well. We have some amazing drifts in our yard, both natural and shovelling related. They're eating our house.
Snow + Superbowl = streets deserted like "The Day After". Kinda creepy, inna way. If I could photograph it, I would call it desolate white. Except it's a bit pretty--especially the pine trees on the corner by that one store, with all the clear Christmas lights still on them, shining under branches coated like with gobs of frosting.
Not much to say, really. Just musings. Should eat and keep tinkering with studying or something.
[Edit: Ohyeah, almost couldn't make it up the hill (ie. slight incline) to the house coming back from the store, thanks to the muck-slush-ice-snow piled on the street. Another point against the snow deities. Tho doesn't help Saturns suck ass on traction/getting through snow and ice, plus our tires aren't super. And ponderable of the day: how the hell do I remember to get peanut butter, but totally forget to get bread when they're both in the same aisle? And I had a list? Fffeh...moron.]
