its supposed to be winter. its supposed to be snowy and icy and nasty and wonderfully depressing and grey. instead, it was 70-somthing degrees the other day. its not neccisarily that i'm looking for depressing atmosphere, infact i'm trying to avoid that sort of selfish thing, but i realy do find some sweetness in seeing the world change with the first solid snow. i do like the crispness of the air, the deafining silence and the sting on my ears. its refreshing. it seems as though i get denied again this year. i'm almost ready to give up and start looking foward to what spring has to offer. i'd like to actually start using my account here, i m