snow.

it snowed yesterday. finally. a real snow. i don't really mind winter, even the dark and the cold and all that, but if it doesn't snow, i just get irritated. there's only so much dead greyness you can take before you cry out for a good, fluffy snowfall.

some people don't like snow because it gets in the way. while i admit that's not my favourite part of it, and it's cold and wet and can make you abso-fucking-lutely miserable if you get caught in enough of it as it freezes in your hair and melts in your eyes and nose and ears, it's still pretty. and it's like, "ah, winter is finally here." snow is insidious that way. you can justify bundling up and scaring the suburbanites, which somehow just doesn't work as well when it's 8F (-13C, windchill of -1F/-18C) outside, but there's no snow on the ground.

i need boots, though. luckily a friend found me walking home last night and gave me a ride most of the way, but my feet were still cold and my jeans were damp by the time i got home. i had to throw out my boots because after only 2 winters in the frozen north, the sole started peeling away from the leather and they were leaking in the toes. however, light mesh walking sneakers don't do anything in the way of wind protection, and they don't protect your ankles from damp, snow-impregnated jeans. also the manufacturer of my previous pair of boots has stopped making practical boots and now makes ghetto fashion boots. sigh. must find a pair of boots!