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So the bad thing about snow (one of them, anyway) is that people track it in in the stupid treads of their stupid boots. Then some poor, unsuspecting person (ME) goes about in their stocking feet and BAM! Warm, fluffy, comfy socks become receptacles for ice-cold water. :(
It doesn't help that our floors are white where they're not carpeted. So you either don't see the snow or you don't see the puddle until you're hopping on one foot across the room because, Jiminy Christmas*, that's really fucking cold.
I'm going to have to mount an expedition under my bed for my slippers.
*One of the people I talked to for my feature yesterday said variations of this the whole time. He also said something else that was delightfully odd and character-like, but I cannot for the life of me remember what it was.
It doesn't help that our floors are white where they're not carpeted. So you either don't see the snow or you don't see the puddle until you're hopping on one foot across the room because, Jiminy Christmas*, that's really fucking cold.
I'm going to have to mount an expedition under my bed for my slippers.
*One of the people I talked to for my feature yesterday said variations of this the whole time. He also said something else that was delightfully odd and character-like, but I cannot for the life of me remember what it was.
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Date: 2009-12-16 05:57 am (UTC)Yeah, Houston doesn't really do snow....
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Date: 2009-12-17 04:16 am (UTC)::sends you snowy thoughts::
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Date: 2009-12-17 04:19 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-12-17 04:24 am (UTC)Thought-snow won't be cold and uncomfortable when it gets under your collar. Bonus!