no steam shovel

Is there a particular method to coming back from the dead? I like to think not. First, it’s a fantastical occurrence (doesn’t happen… often…), and thing like that don’t really have methods. And second, when I wake up from a bad dream, as I would venture to assume death seams, I sit square up in my bed ready for action… I don’t just lay there in a lazy stupor, like I do most mornings…

This in mind, I suppose running right back in to blogging after over a months hiatus is similar to hastily frying up some eggs at 2am after waking with a start from a truly terrifying dream… Or something like that…

I’m game… I’m back from the dead… I just want readers.

In a similar vein, it seems as though winter has risen from the ashes as well. I woke this morning to find just about a foot of snow covering everything. Not something I like to see five days in to April, or in April at all for that matter. What the hell is going on? And I hear rumors of more on the way… Not a happy camper.

So I took pictures…

On another note, more of my posters got approved during the Student Government Social Committee meeting this afternoon. Now Pam has no excuse to not use them.

Also, come to find out, she doesn’t really like anybody, and nobody really likes her.

Glad to hear I’m not the only one…