every year it happens, and every year i want to die

first snow. 

yeah, i know.  i live in montana.  i know it's coming.  i can see it in the mountains around the valley for weeks before it actually makes me scrape my car off, but it doesn't make it any better.  to the casual outside observer, i'm not a very good montanan.  i imagine those of you reading from anywhere but here think of us as a bunch of hunting, fishing, cowboy backwoods motherfuckers.  COULD NOT BE FURTHER FROM THE TRUTH.  the only person i know that hunts is my dad.  he used to get me to go with him but i always hated it and complained, and the only time (when i was thirteen or fourteen) i actually had to shoot anything, i kind of botched it and had to walk up and shoot the thing in the head from point blank.  it was a yearling moose, in fact, and it was fucking looking at me. and that turned me off of hunting forever.  i like fishing, and shooting guns at cans and stuff is always awesome, but i'm not a fucking cowboy, i don't ski or snowboard anymore, and i pretty much hate every fucking second of snowfall we get.  i haven't been to yellowstone in fifteen years, and i haven't been to glacier since i was like five, and i've never been camping.

so, yeah.  i like staying indoors and playing video games.  shoot me.

anyway, i was gonna talk about work but i'd rather talk about how i'm dreading driving to work.  i have a mustang.  it's badass, sure, but not the greatest snow car.  at least i got new tires this year.  last year my tires were bald, especially the back ones, and i had many an aggrivating drive to work, and actually for like a month straight my car didn't leave my apartment parking lot.  i couldn't even back out of the spot i was in.  i had to drive my dad's truck.  anyway.  i'm sure i'll be fine, and it's not the highway i'm scared of, it's getting to the highway.  at least people in montana know how to drive in the shit.  the year i was in washington (mikey, back me up here) if it snowed like an inch eveybody went screaming back into their houses and nobody went to work or school.  they closed the mall in olympia one day when it snowed a half an inch.  i didn't even have a coat on.  and everybody on the road looked bewildered but didn't like, adjust their drive times or styles to suit the weather.  it was hilarious and dangerous.

ANYway, it's homecoming weekend at u of m, and i'm sure we'll get pounded all weekend, starting tonight.  i hope so.  i need the tips.  the homecoming game is against cal-poly, and i love when warm weather teams have to come into missoula and play in blizzard conditions.  when i was a senior in high school, u of m beat sw texas state 72-3 cause there was like five inches of snow on the field and it was blowing all around and like five degrees and those fucking guys didn't know what to do with themselves.  also i cooked them dinner on their way to the airport.  not really, i worked at wendys at the time, and i kinda remember being on the register.  sue me.

god, i'm going nowhere with all this. 

bye.