well, it called for rain. Typical. We're used to it here. it's something you can always bank on. So you can bet how unfazed I was yesterday. It can rain nine ways to Sunday in Victoria. Going out on a walk with 2 books in my pocket, purloined from a free books box, I noticed how slushy it was; myumbrella was groaning underthe weight of the sleet, and my jeans were soaking wet. It's kind of like walking on a giant Slurpee in a way. That's what we Victorians know as snow, kind of like how someone from Jamaica would know kidney beans as peas. Same word, different meaning.
So yes, there was the traditional not-a-snowfall snowfall, and I was eager to get out of it.
Now, as I sit here vegetating, I noticed it had begun to snow legitimate snow.
And I have got to walk in it tomorrow.Euggh.
thx for reading my tangent.
Happy holidays!

From the title,
I thought this thread would be
about cocaine and hookers.