January 19, 2000
Snow
I finally finished my data entry today. Finally. Of course, I'm just going to have to do it again in a couple weeks, at the end of the month, but hey. Work, aside from working some rather long hours, isn't so bad, even if it is our busiest time of year. I work with some awesome people, as I was reminded once again today. I took off out of the house in a hurry this morning, because I wanted to take some pictures of the snow. I forgot my wallet, and so showed up at work with no money, no food, no credit cards, no checks, nothing. My lovely coworkers, Chris and Jennifer, fed me and loaned me money for gas, as I'd planned on stopping for gas on the way home from work tonight. I hate being that airheaded though.
But, at least, here's the picture of the snow, complete with my house and my car. We're getting even more tonight. The drive home, needless to say, was not fun. Took me about an hour, as opposed to the usual forty minutes or so.
I ended up leaving a little bit later than most everyone else tonight. The parking lot was almost empty. The snow was falling in very very fine, powdery flakes, and yet it was a very damp snow. Heavy snow. Muffling snow. There's a silence to snowy nights that no other type of weather affords. It was so quiet, I could hear the snow as it landed, a hissing sort of rustle, almost like sand against sand. I wanted to just stand there and listen to the white noise (literal white noise, in fact). And I did, actually, for several minutes, before getting out the camera. There was a hush to the night, almost like Christmas Eve, as if the world were waiting for some phenomenal event.
