It's snowing here. Thick and fast, with gigantic flakes. How is it snowing, sky?! It's April the something. It looks very nice, but my mother asked me to sort out the guttering today, and there's no way I'm going up a ladder right now. (It's getting thicker all the time. It's practically a blizzard now. Is this what you have to expect when you get warm sunshine through December?) Still, I'm feeling reasonably accomplished despite the lack of guttering, as I finally got the Adam Adamant Lives!
thing posted that I was supposed to do for fandom_stocking
back in January. Actually, that's not "accomplished" really, is it. More "What the bloody hell were you playing at all year?!". Still, it's done. (There is now a diagonal wall of white outside the window. I may have vanished completely by lunchtime).
Still, none of this is what I actually set out to post. Internet, I am most displeased with you. You told me, in the only unified voice I have ever known the internet to have, that the new Star Wars film was good. Good
, you said. And now, on the eve of its DVD release, I find myself getting massively spoiled for it, and that
happens?! Seriously, internet? That
happens, and you told me it was good? If anybody wants me, I shall be over in the corner for the rest of the month, rocking gently and making faint squeaking sounds. Whilst glaring at you, internet.
I think my snow is turning to rain. That might be more April, but the snow is infinitely prettier. Make your mind up, sky.
ETA: (Half past eight) Bloody hell, that is proper
heavy snow now. I may not be seen again until I can dig myself out sometime in June.