I’m trapped, trapped I say, in my apartment while the sky spits this fluffy white shit all over the ground. A lot of people love the snow… “Oh it’s snowing let’s go slide down a mole hill on some cardboard.” I’m not one of those people, I’m the person who is looking for cheap tickets to beat feet out of this snowy hell and go to Hawaii. Not that there would be a flight leaving the Seattle area any time soon…
I guess the real question should be why am I going to Whistler over New Years weekend if I hate the snow? Because I’m a masochist, that’s why. Plus Holly and I are going to pick up men in the lodge bar.
Yep the snow can suck it… Until January, then the snow can come as long as it brings hot skiers whose name I’ll forget on the long car ride home.
CW
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