WAG - Snow boot day! Snow boot day!
Note this was composed just after I woke up this morning, but due to a Blogger error, not posted until this evening.
I woke up this morning and peered out the window to see a final layer of snow had covered the courtyard outside Cramer Hall.
All I know now, other than classes aren’t cancelled, is that it’s time to break out the dusty snow boots.
I’ve worn my boots on earlier occasions. It would often occur when I was too lazy to grab other footwear and/or I just felt like wearing boots. I would even wear them without socks so when I moved the sound of rubber on sweaty skin would announce my coming and going. The major problem is that though I loved randomly wearing the boots, people who saw me wearing them would quickly inform me I was doing so at inappropriate times.
Typical conversation:
“Are those snow boots?”
“Yes.”
“And why are you wearing them?”
“Because I felt like it.”
“In shorts?”
“I felt they matched as well.”
LAUGHTER FROM BOOTLESS RESIDENTS
SCHOOP-SCHOOP SOUND OF ME SADDLY WALKING AWAY
Anyway, it looks pretty out and it should make for a good walk to class.
I’ll be wearing my winter coat for the first time this semester (it’s about 12 degrees Fahrenheit and I know my limits even if I’m called crazy for sticking to them) and it’s time for me to head on out the door.
Here’s hopping that there won’t be much slippage.
Sure “slippage” is a noun. I said it is and that makes it so. It’s not like you’re going to look it up or anything.
Watch your step everyone.
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