The not quite thursday anymore but not yet friday post

January is coming to an end. Goodbye first month of 2004. You will not be missed.

You pummeled south jersey with 5 snowstorms in 3 weeks. You froze my ass relentlessly. I zipped up my jacket so much because of you that my zipper is now officially broken. January, you sir, owe me a jacket. And while I'm at it, i'm going to charge you for the gloves and scarf that I bought.

January, vile scum, hastenly leave and let February come. Oh, i'm sure Miss February won't be much better in terms of coldness and ass-freezing, but her cousin, Miss Valentine is pretty hot. Yes, it may be a lonely Valentine filled with hours of freezing my ass off, but there's a chance that might not happen. You never know. I won't know either until you LEAVE.

You got two days. Pack your bags and hit the road. You can send me a check for the jacket (and scarf and gloves).

Goodbye January. Don't come back til next year.