Thar's a blizzard a'comin'. I've stocked up on toilet paper, chili, chocolate, and porn. I can survive for weeks. The one thing this blizzard needs is a warm sweetie between the sheets. Nine months from now there will be a baby boom, and i'm going to miss all the fun (not that i want a baby, mind, i just want to be able to look back at this storn nine months from now and smile at someone and say "ah, yes. that was a good blizzard").
And for fucks sake, somebody say something, even if it's just ridicule. I havn't gotten a commet in, like, a dozen posts, and i'm starting to feel like I'm banging a tennis ball against a wall. It's a lot of fun, but it ain't tennis if no one's banging back.