-Poem-
Snow falls outside
It's light and white
It's like a bad case of dandruff
A wonderful thought,
Am I right?
The sky is grey and blue
It's clouds shadowing me in grey
I don't dis like the color grey
It's a beautiful color, again,
May ask if I'm right?
The trees are either bare and blanketed
Or needled adn snug under the white dandruff
The kids outside play and roll in it
and I watch them quietly
But I'd like to play in the dandruff too
'cause that dandruff
Is snow

//Yay, it's December. The month when the cold hurts your feet and it feels like ice needling up under your skin. The time where my birthday is taken over by Christmas and all I want to do is sleep it off. *sigh* I think I'm going to Ivers(Or hoever you spell it) on the sunday before my b-day so I can eat all that I want. Also I want to go to Pike place. I want some new smoked salmon. Uh... Anyways I'm too bored to do much else and I just wanted to type a strange poem. *Looks it over* It's awkward. Make Snow sound disgusting. Oh well...

Merry Christmas, or any holiday you Celebrate. I'd like for you all to have a wonderful _____(Insert holiday here)