Yesterday it snowed. Thus, I expected snow to be there when I got up this morning.
But it had apparently undergone metamorphosis during the night, and become slush. I like snow. I don't like slush. And unfortunately, half of my path on the way to school was covered in an ocean of slush. My shoes got all soaked.
Now, I asked myself, as I trudged through this vast plane of sogginess, what does this "slush" want? Perfectly good snow doesn't just go bad for no reason. Was it acting on its own,
So, yeah. I decided to make a blog.
I'll probably end up posting some stuff here.
Entries and the like.
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Are you guys still here?
Man, this is gonna take some getting used to.
