Thursday, November the 25th, 2004

Sometime early afternoon, yesterday.

arbitrary person: Dude, it is going to snow soon.
me: Quiet down foo, it is over 50 degrees (in the devil’s own unit) outside. It isn’t going to snow.
ap: But dude, tomorrow’s Thanksgiving. You’ve gotta have “first snow” by Thanksgiving.
me: STFU.

Sometime late afternoon, when me steps out and into a shiny white powdery coat of snow.

me: Ayee! God damn it.

*YACE — Yet Another Conversation Excerpt

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