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Not really much of a sneak attack since the weather folk have been going into joygasms about this thing over the last two days, but SNOWMYGAWD is totally happening right now. The wind is whipping around so hard the entire house is shaking every ten minutes, the snow is flying powerfully enough to completely cover my (second floor) windows, it's lovely, really. Except that I had to work today and trudge my way through the white stuff. And wait on the bus home for thirty minutes. And I have to work tomorrow and will doubtless be immediately sent out to see patients because a fuckton of nurses are going to call out. AND we're shortstaffed this entire week so I'm most likely going to be forced to work overtime this Wednesday and Thursday and wah-wah-wailcakes. *headdesk*

I really don't want to work tomorrow. This weekend was kind of awful. I need a mental health day. Or week.

SNOW!!!

Okay, yes, I know, but it's RIDICULOSO outside right now. There's been no plow down my street all night. I've seen no plows down the main drag my street is perpendicular to all night. No buses seen in the last three hours. My brothers are right now outside trying to drive one of our cars into our driveway, but the car gets mired every five feet so they're in the snow bouncing around like shoveling fools. I'd really like to join them, but I'm trying to be responsible and grown-up and get a decent amount of sleep so I can drag my ass to work tomorrow and not get fired.

Total frowny face moment.