Holy shit, it's snowing here. That I wasn't expecting to wake up to.

Of course it won't hold... still, it's nice. Large snowflakes, too. Pretty.

I hate snow. It lands on me, and it's cold, and it's white so it makes my black coat look speckled. And then it melts and runs down the back of my neck, and against all logic it's even more cold. And then some prat picks a lump of it up and throws it at me; and of course to keep up appearences I have to hunt them down and kill them.

*throws a snowball at Fish* :D