5 months of winter and counting. i don't wanna bitch about it. i just want it over. i want it over so badly that as the snow storm hit on highway 63 as i drove home from my easter in civilization, i stuck my finger up at the sky and bellowed at the top of my lungs, "FUCK YOU, WINTER!!!! FUUUUCK YOUUUUUUU!!!!!!"
obviously it didn't work.
but let me warn you - the next person who questions my desire to live in vancouver based on "the constant rain, i just couldn't handle it, blah blah blah" will get a well executed acute case of fist-in-nose disease. i mean, come on!