Dig In Or Dig Out

i'm so missing the blog nation. theres no real excuse for not posting except for the ones in my head. you know, all those voices going off at once. they just confuse me sometimes. a lot of whats going on is the funk i get in when it starts snowing. i hate the snow so bad i start worrying myself sick for days before the snow is actually expected. by the time it gets here i'm in the bed, under the comforter, thinking if i run one more scenario through my head my heart is gonna explode. i can actually feel my heart palpatating! harder & harder! i have to jump out of bed 2 or 3 times a night to make sure i can still see the streets. if i can't see the streets, oh my god, you'd think i was a crazy lady! its no wonder i've gone almost gray & bald this year. we've had almost no snow but the worry of it coming is just about to kill me. in the last few days we've had 7 inches but it started on the weekend so that day shouldn't even count. except for the drive to work on monday that wouldn't even happen until the salt trucks hit the streets. the news people don't help either cos they get so excited that 'you need to leave alittle early & drive slowly to avoid that accident waiting for you just around the next corner' is how they end the weather reports. assholes. if they only knew how freaked out i get over snow you'd think they'd back that shit down. not! they enjoy my suffering. they build it up, like a huge story. i honestly think they prey on people like me & depend on us to make their day brighter by our misery.
well, misery loves company, honey. they just better watch out. i'm thinking, collect all the snow i can & drop it on their house someday so they can't come out cos they think their snowed in. see how they like that shit.
k, gotta hit the sack. must attack another inch falling tonight.
later.