Tuesday, February 26, 2008
I need to move
I frickin' hate this weather. And what's worse? The "meteorologists" that "predict" this garbage. I wish I could be right 30% of the time at my job, and know that I would still be employed the next day. Guess I have to get my self out there and throw MORE salt down because who knows what it will be like in an hour. The only saving grace...the possibility that I (ahem) HAVE TO stay home tomorrow.
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oh - my home town! so fun.. i remember the "CHAIR wars" .. dig it out.. it's yours.. put your lawn chair down or old 70's red vinyl chair with a rip in it's place for protection when you leave... you just gotta watch for Marge.. " yellow split level.... she's a chair snaTCHER.. and hey.. she might just make her way up onto J street to piss you off... because she knows it will piss me off.
lol
marge...lmao
i hate living on this hill..and yours is like ten times worse...do they even salt it at all?
It would be a cold day in hell...oh wait...it already was. Sometimes they surprise me and do salt. Most other times, they just run the plow up the street and proceed to blow giant bits of asphalt all over the place.
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