a. 95% of the people who read this blog live in arizona and don't have to shovel snow, get ice off their windshield or turn their car on 15 minutes before leaving the house.
b. my snow boots gave me a blister.
c. i slipped on ice today and i'm pretty peeved about it.
d. it's zero degrees right now.
valid reasons to complain, right? right. all i need to say is i'm pretty sick of snow and cold noses and i'm really ready for summer and i feel sorry for myself because summer is like... 6 months away. okay, complaining done.
onto happier subjects;
i finished pride and prejudice last week and moved onto wuthering heights by emily bronte on monday. i'd never read it and it is amazing. i'll admit, the first few chapters confused me because i thought the speaker was a woman, but once i cleared that up i got into it. (like stay-up-until-1:00-am-reading into it.) i may or may not have had a nightmare about the ghost/dream/kathy/windowpane/blood/small-freezing-child-hand-grabbing-onto-him-thing. but it's all good. favorite lines so far?
"it would degrade me to marry heathcliff now; so he shall never know how i love him: and that, not because he's handsome, nelly, but because he's more myself than I am. whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same; and linton's is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire." (chapter nine)