I apologize for my lack of posts recently. It has everything to do with the World Series. My focus must be on my beloved Sox. They NEED me, you see – much more that you, reader, need me.
It’s getting pretty cold here in Boston. Winter is coming. WHERE DID FALL GO?
One of my friends at work absolutely hates winter. He turns into old man Scrooge! One day, during the walk we all take during our break, we saw leaves falling from the trees. He described it as colorful death. Pretty cosmic description, actually….but also a dark, depressing reality.
Winter means snow, and snow is fun for about 2 seconds. And then I despise the existence of every flake. Now that I’m in the real world, there are no “snow days”. Which means I have to shovel out my car. Yes, it improves my arm muscles, and therefore my ability to pull open heavy doors and such. But overall, it’s plain awful!
Fortunately for me, three strapping young men moved into the apartment above me. I will find a way to get them to shovel out my car for me. HA…kidding.