The first snow day …. My first snow day, pathetic. The snow came down with a vengeance like god found Canada in his slippers, smoking his holy Cuban's and in bed with his wife. It was 3:20 am, I think… I prefer digital clocks. I roll over in my bed and stare holes into the walls. Try not to think… think … think, damn. It's not possible, meditation. Pff. Pull the other one Bhuda it's got bells on it. Why can't I sleep?
Burnin' in love drifts buy outside my bedroom window. Some jackass with his car stereo cranked below ear bleeding volume rolls up the street. I'm not totally mad 'cause I like the song. Still it wa