So the massive Cali storms have reached Utah. Fortunately, they decided to spare the Salt Lake metro area and dump ass on north Utah and south Utah. Northern Utah has shut down due to snow--and in a state known for its snow, that's impressive. Unfortunately, the equivalent in rain is hitting southern Utah, and I think their annual yearly rainfall is measured in the single digits.

However, I am wickedly amused that 17 houses in a brand new subdivision have been eaten by a flooded river. They weren't occupied yet, and I do feel sorry for the people who have lost their money, but developers need to learn to pay attention to geography. They're called flashfloods, people, and that dry riverbed that is so appealing for building in was not carved in the distant past. The pioneers didn't build there for a reason, people! They took a look at it, said, "Hm, they've had some significant water flow here, let's go build on something higher." Dude.

I wonder if anyone here knows what it's from. If not, I will have to educate you all sooner or later.

No clue, but I'd bet a week's worth of hot cocoa that it is not from "My Milkshake Brings All the Boys to the Yard".

Gronk. Day off. Snow Day for the roomie, too. I wish that my coffee was ready and that I had the apartment to myself.

I wanted to go to the store and post office to get stuff in the mail for Tim. The roads look not good. Mebbe later.

Here I go over to Verizon.

I used to be on Verizon. It was much slower. However, I'm mad at Adelphia right now. Not so much for disconnecting me over sharing copyrighted work, but now the signal's too weak for me to split it.

However, I will make them fix it. I'm too spoiled to go back to Verizon speeds.

Snow Day for the roomie, too. I wish that my coffee was ready and that I had the apartment to myself.

I used to hate this, too! It was never so much fun to take days off when living with B, because she was home during the day anyway (she's a waitress).

P-C's tagline sounds like it's from the Bizarro Spice Girls.

Yay Minian! I hope your FiL is genuinely happy, Nonian, or at least not obnoxiously disappointed.

Yay Deena's furnace and Beej's stove.

Everyone at my high school (Baton Rouge, La) took the ACT. Our quarterback, who went on to sign with a farm team associated with the Phillies, got a 3. I got a 33. And 800's on the GRE. I test well. Like JZ, I tend to treat multiple choice tests like a puzzle or strategy game, me against the test maker.

Got a wedding invitation yesterday from a couple that I knew were getting married but last time I talked to them they hadn't set a date. The wedding is the first weekend in March. In order to get the group rate at the Westin we have to book early in February. This seems amazingly soon to me. But, yay, trip to New York, where I haven't been in 2 years.

I'm getting majorly squicked out by my roommate right now. She's a teacher, and (from all the phone calls I'm hearing), she's dealing with an abuse situation right now.

But she's already called three of her family members to tell the stories about what happened yesterday. It's a touchy situation and she's using names, etc. Shouldn't there be some sort of confidentiality here? Like, don't use it as gossip fodder?

Maybe I'm just too grouchy this morning.

Timelies.

Also scored insanely well on ACTs and SATs, took the SATs in 7th grade, went to CTY, all of that geeky shit. I will say that "smart camp" was one of the best experiences in my life, and it also showed me that I really don't belong in a higher education environment.

that dry riverbed that is so appealing for building in was not carved in the distant past. The pioneers didn't build there for a reason, people!

Not enough wrod in the world. Fidiots. It's like the people who are rebuilding in Grand Forks. Dude, you're on a flood plain. Flood. Do the math.

vw, you just made me laugh, a lot. I had almost the same conversation with a non-Buffista friend lately.

Also gronk. And timelies. And where the heck is my coffee?

Other stray thoughts... Puppy met me on the road again Monday night. I greeted her happily and enthusiastically, then pushed her through the gate to her yard, and shut it behind her. She promptly ran out through the driveway gate which was open. So I petted her and told her how happy I am she is my friend, and that I wished very much I could take her home but that I can't. A very firm "Go HOME" as she started following me again did the trick.

Also on Monday the alfalfa field next to my trailer recieved a rather large shipment of manure. Saying there are 20 tons of it might be an exageration, but only because I have no idea what a ton of horse dung looks like, so there might be 5 tons, or there might be 30. About then is when I noticed that my right eyebrow and cheekbone are very achy. Wondering if that shit's allergenic.