We have a blizzard warning for today. Blah!

Our company party went well. I only had three drinks because I had to come back to work. Sucks huh? But I had a good buzz going while I finished up some reports. Ummm, I think I better go check those today again just to make sure I didn't write anything I wasn't supposed to.

Have I mentioned how great my web design class is? Well it is! That or I'm just a newborn geek. Seriously though. I get so excited about learning how to do a disjointed roll-over. (No that's not an olympic event). This is going to do wonders for my page making abilities (and please don't judge this page for that, heh). Anyway, during a break in class I went outside and while trying to converse with a fellow classmate who I think is hot-hot-hot he got too close and ashes from his cigarette landed on my coat burning a tiny hole in it. Ugh. Wait to go buddy. Anyway, he apologized, I accepted, things are cool. Well, except for my coat.

I went to see 102 Dalmations last night.
I fell asleep.
Nuff said!

Did I mention it's snowing? Warm wishes, coats, sweaters, gloves, boots, cookies, hot cocoa accepted .

I'll leave you with this image: Me driving in the snow. Coat, gloves, scarf on. Heater full blast, wipers full blast, Howard Stern on radio full blast. Road ahead and to the sides barely visible. Going about 20 mph. Change radio station, look for oldies, begin to sing loudly to the tune of Barry White's 'Can't Get Enough Of Your Love' so that the slipping tires on my car dance to the beat of the music and I won't feel like I'm gonna crash into the car next to me. Groovy baby.

[begin poem rant]
Slipping!
Sliding!
Fish-tail bobbing!
Slushing!
Careening!
Veering, veering!
Yeah you! Yeah you too!
Go! Go! Go!!!!
Don't go!
Stop! Slowly. Stop!
Fish tails, worms, snakes, belly dancing.
Chicago.
Winter.
Driving.
[end poem rant]