Snow. Hmmmmn. I could get used to this. *nods*

There's something like five inches of very loose, wet, grainy snow (12-14 centimetres, I think) on the ground outside. This means a few things:
1. My friend Ness is very very very happy right now.
2. We have no classes today.
3. It's cold.
4. My bed is easily the most comfortable and inviting place on the planet right now, and it's sending out major nap-waves at me. ~sleeeeeep you know you want to sleeeeeep Esteeeey...~
5. My dog will not want to go out-of-doors to walk.
6. My violin is going to be very finicky the next time I tune it.
7. My clarinet will sound flatter than a pancake dropped down a mine shaft and kissed by a steamroller.
8. If I step outdoors, I will have a violent coughing fit as my lungs react to the chill air, and my hands will go painful and then numb.
9. This variety of snow is absolutely useless for making snowmen and snowballs and anything else snow-related, since it flies apart in midair and has ZERO structural integrity.
10. Therefore, the only reasonable thing to do right now is websurf and read and attempt to sleeeeeeeeep.
11. However, the moment I get comfortable, the phone will probably ring with a telemarketer on the other end, or the cat will make a mess, or the dog will need to be walked, or some such blarghish interruption of my rare and valuable free-time. Bah!
12. Despite this, I shall still make an earnest attempt to make the most of these deliciously warm and restful hours, so I'm going to pretend that the phone/dog/cat/universe does NOT bug me in the LEAST, and eventually it may even be true. ^_^

Sounds like a plan to me!



EDIT, 5 minutes-ish later:

In the past 7 minutes, the phone has rung twice. Both telemarketers. The dog has needed walked, which he did not WANT to do. The cat has needed me to clean up after her.

WHAT. THE. FLAPJACKS?!??


>_<

Okey. Chill, star-girl. Rather, thaw out. Life happens, including Cosmic Irony, and even if it IS totally full of carp, we are NOT gonna' let this eff up our nice lovely snow-day. Capisce?

Yes, yes, kapeesh.

~here ends the internal dialogue, for now, at least~

God has a very odd sense of humour. o_O