Not a metaphorical one, mind you.
We have a snow/ice storm barreling straight for us. AGAIN.
(We got plenty of snow down here, Storm. You guys still need it?)
I stayed home from drumline practice today to help mom. I don't actually have to be there anyways.
And Newman finally hounded them for their godawful organizing skills. FINALLY. Let's hope the threat worked. I'm tired of playing mom and cleaning up their stuff.
Oesch couldn't hold off the college guy anymore. He tried. I had to talk to this sexist old man who kept making crass comments to me about financial aid. And he was just offensive in general. And I hate him. Ugh...
Seth didn't show today. I'm going to use that as proof that something happened during that phone call. I need to talk to Skyler...