can you blame me? even a snowstorm with the big fat pretty flakes -- the kind that almost wooed me to winters' virtures -- can't fool me now.
so, no achin' in my heart, no flowers in my hair, but tomorrow i get to go enjoy the lifestyle that i kept reminding the natives "isn't what real life is like."
yae!*
*i really dislike the term yay, for some reason, but i say it all the time. i've decided that's how i spell mine.