NOTE: For my own selfish reasons, I advise my California friends who have been considering a move back home....avoid reading this post.
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That's it, I'm done. I can't take it anymore. I absolutely cannot take it anymore.
Of course I'm talking about the weather. Ice, snow, wind chill advisory. 14°F and 7-10 inches of snow tonight. This is fucking March! God, I'm going insane. I had to miss my favorite step class tonight due to road conditions and will most certainly have no riding lesson tomorrow. Oh and there's another storm on the way for Saturday.
Great. Swell. Fantasic. Mutherfucker!!
This has put me in an incredibly bad mood. Bad bad bad. I love my house but I am so sick of these walls and closed windows. I'm sick of gray and white landscapes, bare trees and being cold. And God am I ever sick of snow. Sick of it!!! Damn you New England! Damn you to Hell!!! For nearly six months out of the year the weather here sucks. Half the year my deck and back yard are no man's land and I hate it. If the weather was a person I'd be at their house with an angry mob and torches.
Burn it!!! BURN IT!!!!

Sigh. Being in a foul mood exhausts me. I should just go to bed.
If only I could sleep until May.