Snow Sucks

Friday 8th January

I'm not a fan of the cold.

Oh snow might be lovely and so on, but come on, does it have to last for weeks on end?

May car is now still buried under a foot of snow and even if I could have got into it, there's no point since the battery is dead.

Not a problem under normal circumstances since I have jump leads in the boot for this very circumstance, but since there's a huge quantity of snow all over the place then I can't convince anybody to bring their car up close enough over the huge snowdrifts to jump it from theirs.

Snow sucks.

Whoever invented it should end up being made to eat polystyrene for a month. I don't know why, but it feels fitting.

I understand that there are people worse off than me, those who live on mountains or at the end of ridiculous country tracks. But they chose to live there, what do you expect from me, sympathy?

Seriously?

Check the dictionary between shit and syphilis.

The worst part about this I suppose was that I went to the hospital for treatment yesterday. With having no car I had to use public transport which meant a fair amount of waiting for the train and tram and busses and walking through snowdrifts everywhere. Only to be told that I couldn't have the treatment because I was too sick.

Did I feel as if I had a cold coming on?

Snow sucks.