Damn, its snowing again. I just know my Mom will call, and she'll want me to shovel some snow for her.

Not gonna. No way. Don't want to drive down to their house in this stuff.

A couple nights ago, when it snowed the first time, Kate and I ran out in the front yard and had us a snowball fight.

Now that was fun. Laughing and shit. But just don't wanna today.

She's gonna make potato soup for lunch. Actually, she got up and made like this cinnamon shrill cake for breakfast. Good stuff. House smells good too. Course, that wasn't exactly what I had this morning. But its like she's got all this domestic energy and shit. Even has the sheets in the wash this morning. Says we got to check out "Downey Pleasures". What the hell? I mean, thats NOT what I'm thinking when PLEASURE comes to mind. You know what I mean?

So uh, yeah, looks like we're stuck in the house today. Sure hope she's got more than cleaning the house in mind today.

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