Snow, dude, snow. And lots of it.

I have to give my boss credit, she moved me to work at a site that I can walk to, rather than have to drive my crappyass Altima over the river and into a wall on the way to my normal site. It's a bit inconvenient for me, but it keeps me alive, and frankly I prefer that to the alternative.

Yawn. Zoooombie...

Let me first say this: I love snow. I absolutely adore snow. I was born in Salt Lake City, which gets its fair share of snow. I've always loved it.

It's a good thing, because we got, like, six inches of it.

I got up at 6:00 today (after going to sleep at, oh, one?) to about half that. I tromped through Schenley Park (a mile's walk? Maybe?) to get to CMU to catch a bus, then rode it downtown to catch another bus.. which was forty minutes late. Then, more tromping through the snow to get at my employment's main office -- an hour after I was supposed to be there.

Fortunately, it was a training class, and not only had no one showed up, but the instructor didn't get there for another hour and a half or so.

Training lasted forever, and getting back was terrible. Still, I got $10 worth of Wendy's coupons from it ($6 already well-spent, yum), and now I'm back home. Tomorrow is my day off, so I can sleep in -- and then off to run Mage.

But man, am I dragging right now.

It's hot.

But it's also shorts weather. And remember, I'm on a college campus.

Life is gooooooood.