Stuck in my head: Musicbox by Regina Spektor
In the mood for a nice heavy snow
You know what's ironic? Drinking tea out of a mug that reads "coffee." Things like that, dear reader, are what get me through the drabness of daily life. That, and pumpkin muffin tops. Err, really anything with pumpkin in it - except pie.
Today, it snowed again! Only for a moment, but it was enough for me to jump up and down like a little six-year-old who really needs to go to the bathroom. I would've looked like one, too, had I been wearing my footy pajamas. If only it had kept snowing. It stopped after about ten minutes, and then half an hour ago it began sleeting. I texted this to my sister, but the stupid auto correct on my phone did this:
That's something else that's ironic - it's called auto-correct, but the it never corrects anything. It just screws everything up. Speaking of, has anyone been to that website damnyouautocorrect.com? Funny stuff right there. Funny stuff. I encourage you to visit this site, but I urge you to wait until the middle of the night, when I normally read it, because then everything will be funny. Here are some of my favorites:





Haha I want it to snow tons too. It never snows enough. Just once I want to be in a blizzard that drops like 12 feet of snow and no one can go anywhere or do anything but build and igloo. I built an igloo once it held 3 people and never collapsed.
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