Wowee! Snow!

I got home yesterday around 5am after a night of watching drunk girls sit-hump their friends on the couch at The Village Underground, dancing around a bunch of brothas, and eating at a random diner that served bison meat served by an octogenarian who shouldn't be working. I went with my coworker and her friend and since my coworker drove from the Bronx into the city, she took me home. The only problem was that I didn't know how to get home from the city unless I'm taking the subway. So we drove around in circles until my coworker found a familiar street. After a couple hours of sleep, I began to get text messages. Who the hell would text message me this early on a Sunday?


The text messages said that it was SNOWING!!! So I jumped out of bed, opened my blinds and saw SNOW!!! Snow was gently falling from the sky, landing ever so softly on the ground. AHHHHH!!! I couldn't believe it was snowing! I felt like a kid again, seeing snow for the first time, but only it wasn't my first time. However, it was my first time seeing snow fall in the city and it didn't require me to drive to the mountains.


The front of my apartment doesn't have a yard so I couldn't jump on the floor to make snow angels.


I went to Central Park to check out the snow. I tried throwing a snowball at my friend but the snow wasn't thick enough to make a ball...that ruled out making Frosty the Snowman.






My fav place, Sheep Meadow, was locked up.