i don't like the snow.

I'm not sure when i came up with realization.

maybe it was after i slipped and fell on the ice. I'm uncoordinated when the ground is dry. but when it's covered with ice, I've got an unfair disadvantage. although, i have to say, it is almost comical to watch people fall on the ice. of course, i'd never laugh at anyone who falls because it can be painful as well as embarrassing, but i know i've looked funny when i've fallen

maybe it was the day that i had to scrape off my car like five times. every time i went out, my car had been buried under another layer of snow. that's fifteen minutes to scrape off the snow and ice, and another twenty till my car warmed up enough for me to be able to sit in it without fear of hypothermia.

maybe it's the weather. apparently there is something about winter blues that's true. it's not the cold that bothers me as much as the wetness (ugh).

yesday i had a snow day. since it's the first week of the semester, it was the first day of one of my classes. what a waste of canceled class! i'd much rather have a snow day on a day that i've forgotten to do my homework, or don't feel like dragging myself out of bed.

so for all that snow may be good, there can be too much of a good thing.

and all good things must come to an end.

in the words of Calvin:

"I say we move on to summer"