I’m Going To Catch My Death Out Here

22 12 2009

Darlene had just moved here from sunny California, and was not prepared for the record snowfall that had just fallen on her new city of Washington, DC. Seriously, couldn’t it have waited until she’d bought some snow boots or something? This shit was ****ing cold. She wanted to get on the next plane back home, but that wasn’t an option anyway, since the airports were totally backed up after a day of blizzard conditions. Ugh. And if one more person told her she should feel at home because she looked like a “snowbunny,” she was going to scream.