why is it the days seem to get longer the more one counts the hours contained within? time stretches out the more one wants it to squeeze together and finish. just a few more days, and yet it seems a lifetime...

early ramblings such as this are made possible by the fact that i fell asleep with my head in a book around 8.30pm last night. i awoke confused and pissed around 3am, far too late to make the call i meant to... sheesh!

the snow is slowly melting, exposing a few more inches of roofline outside my window. i hope it stays for awhile, though. that will help me to really get used to the fact that it's winter. although, i'm still pretty pissed about our beat-ass summer this year. i can count the number of days that it got over 80 on one hand, and it rained about 10 days for every one of those. it sucked. of course, for some people who have had problems with pittsburgh weather in the past (ahem), this might actually be a good thing. but i feel cheated.

speaking of feeling cheated, check this shit out. and i DO mean shit...