Today I'm not looking forward to the commute. It will be snowing. People will piss me off, no doubt about it. I'm leaving work purposely at 4:00 so that I have three and a half hours before the reservations for dinner with Donna tonight. If I don't make it, I'm going to go on a rampage. I swear it.

Otherwise, I feel all right. I love snow, but I hate people. I'm actually hoping through some random act of God I am stuck in traffic and a news crew comes up to me and asks me a question so I can say, "I've got a great idea. How about all you people out there who bought plastic and duct tape seal your heads and suffocate yourselves so that our roads are clearer?"

That would be epic.