
Its weird. Every birthday of mine it snowed or there's been snow on the ground (significant) from a previous snowfall. I only went to school on my birthday my senior year (and we were 2 hours late). I'm deciding whether or not to go into work today. On one hand, its a nice day to not drive into work and deal with yahoos on the road in the H2's thinking that because they have it in 4WD they don't have to slow down, but on the other hand my present is getting delivered to the office today (
"Conversion, fastidious Goddess, loves blood better than brick, and feasts most subtly on the human will." -- Virginia Woolf, "Mrs. Dalloway"