The end and the beginning

Sou, yeah, i guess i'm going home on saturday, for a bit. i have a feeling i'll be completely bored after a week. and its not that i don't want to go home, its just... i hate being stagnant, not moving, not growing somehow, i guess you could say, and i don't want to be here either, i mean, its great, but i need a break. so i dont want to be there or here. where does that leave me? someplace, uh, somewhere.

can you dig half a hole?

so i've been able to learn a whole new set of weather terms now that i kind of live somewhere where there actaully is weather that is worth measuring, and i've come across two new favorites recently:

Freezing Rain

and, my new favorite,

Wintry Mix, which i guess is a storm with rain AND snow in it. does that not sound like something martha stewart might make to decorate the living room? some kind of concoction for a pot luck dinner? a new flavor of gum? a granola bar for polar bears?

FUN FUN FUN OK!