spookat

i've come to the conclusion that either this state loves giving me hope and visciously taking it away or my therapist was right and the universe really _does_ hate me.

yesterday i woke up to a beautiful, warm, sunny day and immediately thought "oh yay! another loverly day in a row! it must mean that all this snow is finally over and done with and i can enjoy some outdoorsiness time!"

all was fine and well until leaving m.o.a. at around 8 pm only to find that it was raining with the intention of trying to make me swerve off the road i couldn't see probably into either on-coming traffic or off a bridge.

"ok, the weather is trying to kill me, that's nothing new, i can deal with that. at least it's not snowing right??"

then, much to my surprise, this morning as i'm leaving work what do i see everywhere? SNOW! how.the.hell.

perhaps i'm simply not used to this state yet. seeing as how i come from a state that has, oh, two maybe three months of cold weather all year. and never snow. its all fun until it keeps coming back. like distant relatives or something.

time for bed. oh yes. so help me it better be sunny outside when i wake up or some random object in my room is going to suffer.