Hello world. It happens every time I want to wear a dress/skirt/flares...it snows or rains. Today I looked out and it was flurrying outside. It's wonderful really. I love it. Beautiful snow. Drifting white pieces of thin as air ice. It's so beautiful. Why didn't it really snow in Boston this year? It's depressing. I like snow. Hell, I'm being modest I am in love with snow. Fall and Winter are my favorite seasons. The changing of the leaves and wearing sweaters and drinking hot chocolate and sleding and skiing (I don't ski, but I love watching that Johnny Mosley. What a hottie!) and I love laying in bed and looking out of the window and seeing the ground all white. I just love winter clothes. I'm the sorta person that wears sweaters all year. I wear them in Texas...in 100 degree weather. I think we have established my lack of sanity. I don't wear them outside, just inside.

Tonight is Ryan Adams. It finally came. It's here. It's Ryan Adams. He's so beautiful. I can't wait to see him. I'm really nervous about this concert. I'm actually really anxious and scared feeling. I always get like this, but normally it happens just before I go to the show. I guess I'm a lot more excited than I thought I was. I have a camera and I'm going to take tons and tons of pictures. Well, I'm going to take as many pictures as I can. *sighs* I don't think I want to wait to meet him. I'm afraid that I will make a fool of myself. I just adore him so. He is so amazing.

Well, as much as I love to post in this thing. I need to go over an essay for class. Yeehaw! 
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