Snow.
Is.
Gay.

I am snowed in with four feet of snow. Yes, I am going to bitch about it. I can't wait until I can move somewhere snow doesn't exist because I'll be happy never seeing it again. I don't want to shovel the car out twice again. I don't want to be stuck in my house, likely without power after the wind starts, because it reminds me of the fucking Shinning. Being snowed in is not good for my seasonal affective disorder. Being snowed in is horrible because it is cold, and snowy, and winter like, and lacks heat and UV rays. I don't want to give up seven hours at work tomorrow, and I don't wanna be stuck here. I hate snow and winter and cold. =(

Also, after torturing myself watching two hours of Lost last night, Ryan apparently fell asleep, so I did it for next to nothing. I have no idea what the fuck happened.

It's cold.
And gay.