It's too fucking cold. I'm not going out there.

This is the only time I'm cheering for the wrong team. 'Please let school be open so I don't have to deal with the mentally screwed brat...'

People out here have no tolerance for the snow. I'm probably stuck with her for a few days.

Also, I got high. It's overrated. Pop says it can help the creative process. And that's all he wants me to use it for. I see why now.

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