your favorite intrepid snowbunny reporter.

i am cold. chilled, shivering, it's-frickin-freezing-mr.-bigglesworth cold. as the dreaded white stuff began to fall from the sky this evening, i bundled up as best i could in my work gear and hit the streets (i know how that sounded, looking at it now, but found it too amusing to edit. get your minds out of the gutter - i haven't reached that point yet). i was in search of people moving their cars because of the parking ban. why a ban? because just as the snow went away and i greeted my friendly neighborhood grass, there's another 12 to 24 inches on the way.

i found people, i talked with people, i became covered with snow (my black knit cap was completely white when i shuffled back into the office). good times. san diego, baby. now, please.

anyhoo. yes it's sunday and yes i'm at work. i was called in after my contact-with-the-human-world-starved soul was informed of hussein's capture by my trusty newssource elizabeth (i currently have no cable or whatnot and had planned on buying a remote today so i could hook up the antenna. postponed until tomorrow. that and painting). while learning of both hussein's arrest and jimmy fallon's john mayer spoof during "weekly update" last night (I MUST FIND VIDEO AND SOUND FILES), work called to see if i wanted to come in to help cover the iraq situation. did i? i was in as quickly as i could.

good times. overtimes.

i wrote some little sappy bit last night that i forgot to bring in, i'll have to do so tomorrow. i liked it enough to share.

but for now, i thaw, drying and warming while my fingers return to their normal flesh color (even with really warm gloves, they were lobster red when i came back. i want palm trees). and i leave you with yet another random survey i found. i figure i didn't do the friday five (as it dealt with winter and what i like about winter - and wait, there's not much at the moment ...), so i'd provide this little stupid insight into my mixed-up files ...

hey, i don't have to worry about being wet or cold anymore, as i ... well .. am. maybe i'll see if there's a patch of snow near my apartment where i can make a snow angel.

until tomorrow. - the snowbunny.

band pin: my mraz “i love sex” pin has disappeared. i found this amusing considering that i have a live show where he laments the loss of his “i love sex” pin. no, i did not intentially lose it so we could one day cry together over our mutual losses.
bookstore: in this area, crow books. i tend to find that the random books i like/want are available there more frequently than your traditional borders or b&n.
brand of toilet paper: does it really matter as long as it’s on hand?
chewing gum: trident. original flavor.
day-dream topic: great american novel.
e-mail provider: many. although my smc and yahoo accounts have filled with a ridiculous amount of spam, which leaves me with my spam-free hotmail.
fast food joint: hahahaha. i’ll say chipotle, even though it doesn’t really count (but that doesn’t make me miss it any less). up here, probably wendy’s.
friend that you rarely get a chance to talk to: many.
grocery store: whatever is closest at the time? i’m not fussy. but probably hannaford’s. i like places that don’t require random cards for specials.
hair style for the opposite gender: tousled and, it appears lately, rock-star-esque.
hair style for your gender: whatever floats your boat.
half-hour sitcom: have I mentioned my lack of television as of late? i’d say “real world” right now - it’s more like a sitcom than real life, anyway.
hideout: mi casa. or muddy’s. or the newsroom.
highlighter color: as in marker? orange.
highway: life is a highway, i’m gonna drive it all night long ...
joint to crack: knuckles and spine. but I hate doing it.
mathematical symbol: pi
mexican food: chicken or vegetable fajitas. mmm ...
mode of conversation: candid.
negative influence: procrastination and caffeine.
obsession: the arts, music (and musicians), writing, coffee, apples.
person to dance with: who’s around?
place to be when it?s really hot: waterfront or anywhere where I can sip a frozen drink.
radio station: 102.7. i don’t get it up here. *tear*
record shop: pure pop. dccd while i was down south.
salutation: yo, hola, hiya.
screen resolution size: i’m not picky.
side dish: broccoli, sugar peas.
store you go into that knowing you won’t buy anything: lately i haven’t had anywhere where i haven’t bought anything. it’s sad. probably a&f, even though i rarely go in there.
thing to do when it's raining: read, write, if it’s warm i’ll go for a walk.
type of computer mouse: one that works. i’m a fan of the mice with the little scroll ball in the center.
vending machine food: 3 musketeers.
writing utensil: blue ball point pen. preferrably one with a rubber grip so my poor lil hand doesn’t ache.