mystical wizard action....

snow day theory?
proven.
anything could happen,
and everything did.
i did a couple fresh tattbombs,
and i even took pictures!
no.
you can't see 'em,
because i can't load 'em.
oh the cruelty of that fickle snow day magic.
alas, y'all,
anything isn't limited to new good opportunities.
sometimes,
the bitter comes after the sweet.
awwwwwww,man.
i even stayed well late to activate the nutrients, too.
hard styles and wind chills are all that i have to show
for that whole-heartedly half-A*'d attempt at
bringing some arthur-making hottness to you duders.
what's more,
i tattblasted all dang day today, too,
and outside of some practice at competent communication,
there wasn't much to show for all the work i did
on a non-snow day, either.
jeeeez.
back to work has been backbreaking work.
not to mention the fingers-breaking part
that plays as important a co-starring role
in the day's doo-dooings.
ouch.
***********
an oh-snap! cold snap is crackin' at us, neighbors.
uh-huh.
single digit degrees of windy, chilled-out brutality.
warm and roasty-toasty covers,
and crisp new sheets,
are the only things that can get me through, i think.
i'm on it, don't worry;
i've got a perverse and pessimistic interest in
seeing what happens next...
it all really does, huh?
you bet;
never quiet, never soft.....