I hate winter. I really, really hate it! Especially having to drive in it. Last year was so bad that going to work was like having a near death experience twice a day!
Trying to unwrap my fingers from the stearing wheel. Its been months since I had to do that but I can still feel the tension.
Assholes passing you in limited visibility, kicking up more snow making it seem like you are driving in the twilight zone.
There is a guy at work, originally from Scotland. He bitches and chews about the winter. When he does this I say "Hang on Angus. You immigrated to this great country of ours as an adult. You CHOSE to come here! I'm the victim here. I was born here. I don't have a choice!"
Hmm, maybe I'm a survivour now? will think more on this.
155 days until Jamaica!
My name is Jim
WoR Mysthaven 2008, Level 2 WoR Alta 2009, Kirkridge 2010, 2011, Oprah 200 men