hells bells for snow angels
Yes. So, given the status of the storm, I hooked up with him last night to make sure that if I were to be snowed in, it wouldn’t be all terrible.
So I reside in Brooklyn. E is a peach and a half, having made me the most brilliant chicken soup ever. We went out shopping earlier this afternoon. Much to our mutual dissatisfaction, everyone else had the exact same idea, but I am super rational patient girl in times of great disaster, so we waited, got our stuff and left. We went to the store to get a nice fat bottle of cognac to get drunk on later, too, some chocolate and some super fudge chunk ice cream because what else do you wanna put in your mouth during a snow storm but something freezing?
Good thing I live in Jersey and the trains are the best excuse when it comes to working. My poor counterpart Amanda has to work all alone tonight because I am snowed out, bronchially unwell, and generally pretty resistant to doing anything the news does not recommend. Especially since they suggest rather vehemently that I stay inside and avoid frosting my extremities. And getting snowed in with my boy is probably the best gift ever in times of weather strife.
Yesterday was busy busy busy…I tend to smash obligations into the span of a few short hours because it’s easier to put myself through the torture all at one time instead of spreading it easily throughout a day.
Life is good. Got a plan. Got two even. Three even. Me and someone I know are gonna start rocking the music angle. Cuz I got a vision, yo, and it’s all my own. All my own.
shhh!
hush your fucked-up little mouth.
why you be lyin’ an shit to yo bosses?
we have so much snow in our ‘hood, that i am thinking of jumping off the porch at my grandma’s into the driveway filled with snow.
and in other news:
i licky boom boom down.