It was the first snow of the year for me too this morning. Unfortunately, my roommate's boyfriend decided that it was necessary to come wake us up at 4 a.m. to share. First of all, he never knocks, he just walks in, and waking up to a strange guy next to your bed (well, until you realize who it is) can be creepy and second, I'd just gotten to sleep two hours earlier and I had to get up in three. Whatever, when I got up and saw all the snow, I forgave him...
Why do we play with fire?
Why do we run our fingers through the flame?
Why do we leave our hands on the stove, although we know we're in for some pain?
-tick...tick...BOOM!