"I'm bailing this town or tearing it down probably more like hanging around" -aimee mann, (ghost world).

20.5 inches. twenty point five inches. we broke a new snow record for north carolina. a giant snow-robot shudders on our lawn (its face is drooping off - it's been days since the kids built it). a group of old snow angels are freezing their collective asses off a few steps away (my own butt is still nipping from making them). no school. really. i would cheer, but.. no. it's horrid. it's vein-itchingly boring. my ass can't find a single new spot in the apartment to sit on that isn't boring. my leg seem to be vibrating because restlessness makes it tap stupid-fast. we played scrabble. we played trivial purstuit. we're down to watching wings now - both episodes, back to back. it's... buh. so. i escaped. ran away. eloped. left. go-ed. poof. it took me an hour and five minutes, sliding on several inches worth of thick, snot-toned ice. but i made it. i'm out. i'm free. i'm.. in a computer lab at unc. *throws confetti around* i think "making a fashion statement" might be a topic here. i own two pairs of shoes now - the sandals, which i have worn daily since the purchase back in july, and a 3 year old pair of black canvas shoes. did i mention the canvas shoes are a size and a half too small? now for the 33 blue m&m's question: guess which pair i am forced to wear? hmmm? hmm? riiight. considering how wet the canvas keep getting, i might as well have stuck with the sandals. here's the extra frosting: i have to tie brown plastic bags over my feet before putting them on so that the wetness won't reach my delicate footsies and turn them into ice-blocks ready to break off. my feet make noise when i walk. i can't feel my pinkies. but alas - i walk. mwa ha ha! oh, i know. at least we have food, electricity, warmth, television, "return to oz" and books. daily excursions on the railroad tracks to meet up with gene has also helped keep my brain inbetween my ears. (causing angela to groan through the phone lines: "restaurant! you ate at a restaurant! I HAVE TO COOK! DAY AFTER DAY!!" ...) *sigh* whatever. now sitting here is making my other leg tap tap tap as well. and there's another storm on the way. bah. who pissed in the weather-ghod's corn flakes, eh?? bah. bah. bah. bye. *dramatic sniffle* i'll see you when the snow leaves. ha. ha-ha. hahHAHAHAHAHA!!! ....hhh.