Hey, everyone. I didn't write last night. But I was thinking to myself last night as I was hanging out with Anthony, "What if I started writing these things during the day?" It seemed crazy enough to work. It would give a whole new feel to this blog. Sure, I probably won't write during the day, every day. That's when I do the most things! In fact, I'll probably be back tonight with another blog. But don't hold me to that. I may use up all of my thoughts for the day in this blog. Not too sure. We'll see. Anyway. Moving on.
So I woke up today, and like always, I check up on the internet on my phone while I work up the courage to get out of bed and face the cold, cold world. So while I'm going through this routine, people on the internet, or internet people, kept talking about snow. And sure enough, when I got up, it was snowing. Fuck. It hasn't stopped snowing since I got up. It has actually gotten worse as the day's progressed. I'm just thankful that it's not yet sticking. Now I have a lot of opinions on snow. I kind of like it for about the first big snow of the season, but after that I just can't consider myself a fan. Sure, it's nice to look at. In fact, snow is pretty gorgeous. But other than how pretty it is, snow is a pretty miserable thing. Nobody knows how to drive in it, it's cold, I have to shovel it. The list goes on and on. And I don't ski or snowboard, so you don't see me getting wicked stoked on carving up the piste with my posse. Fuck the gapers. Total yard sale. Whatever any of that means. Dammit. I spent so long looking up cool skier lingo that I lost my train of thought. Alright. So it's the fucking middle of October, and I am already dealing with snow. This is unacceptable. You jerks all better quit using hairspray, and driving SUVs. This is all your fault! You keep on making the climate change, and I have to deal with the consequences. Why do I have to deal with snow in October just because you want big hair and a big car to make up for your small dick/loose, smelly clam? Fuckin' global warming, man. It does some fucked up shit. It's too bad I became this jaded, cranky jerk. I remember when I'd be psyched for snow. It meant no school, snow forts, snow men, sledding, snowball fights. And I can still appreciate all of that stuff now, but I'd much rather stay inside and blog about how miserable snow is. Oh well. The magic of winter had to die some time, I guess. Wow! This just went from a hilarious rant to a serious bummer real quick. I guess it's about time I changed the topic.
So my friend Kate, who is a grad student at Rutgers, frequently complains to me about how she's starving at school. She's poor and doesn't have a meal plan, so most of her meals end up being peanut butter and jelly. And she's sick of peanut butter and jelly, which is a frightening thing. Peanut butter and jelly is one of the greatest foods of all time. But I sympathize with her. I wouldn't want to eat the same thing all the time, either. Even if it was pb&j. But today, actually while I was writing about snow, she texted me about how when she went to her job or internship today, there were a bunch of Crumbs cupcakes just hanging out waiting for Kate to come along and eat every last one of them. That crafty lass turned the tables around on me! Here I am, having eaten nothing all day, and she is face deep in some of the best cupcakes I've ever had. She even tells me they have every flavor! That's insanity! Oh man. What I wouldn't do for a Grasshopper Crumbs cupcake right now. Of course, the closest Crumbs to Danbury is all the way in Westport. And I'm not making a 40 minute drive in this blizzard of biblical proportions. Were there any blizzards in the bible? Probably not. But just imagine if that flood that happened to Noah was a blizzard. That's what's going on here right now. It's even starting to stick! So, unfortunately, it seems like Kate will be the only one enjoying cupcakes today. Damn. All this talk of cupcakes is getting me really hungry. I need to wrap this up. You win this round, Kate!
Alright. So blogging while it's still light outside is pretty interesting. It took a lot longer, because there were a lot more distractions, but I think I enjoyed it. Feel free to leave comments about how you feel about day blogging versus night blogging. I'll be sure to go over each and every comment I get, and do what I want to do, either way. I'm going to go see if I can get the rangers' station on my old CB radio, to get them to dig me out of my house before we run out of air. Wish me luck!
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