Things that are not a good idea today:

• Driving 80km/h. I realize you may not be familiar with the stuff falling from the sky, but it’s very similar to rain except that it’s frozen and makes things slippery. Most people in this city use all-season tires or never change out of their summer tires, meaning their cars are enormous projectiles on slippery roads. Driving 80km/h – in a 50 zone, no less – is just stupid.
• Driving 20km/h. If you’re that afraid of the snow, stay home or take transit.
• Tailgating. I know I smell good, but your SUV on my rear bumper is making me extremely nervous. If I have to brake suddenly, you are going to ram me in uncomfortable places and I will not be happy about it – and frankly, neither will your insurance rates since you would be 700% at fault.
• Wearing a dress with bare legs
• Wearing a dress with bare legs, then getting into a car with vinyl seats
• Deciding that today was the day you were going to drop off things to the Food Bank and the WISH Foundation no matter what

At least I didn’t try to scoot in today!

The snow is kind of hilarious. I mean, I am not a fan of winter – I hate being wet, cold, and wearing coats – but it’s pretty while it’s falling, and the reactions of people who haven’t lived through real winters are very funny. I’ll be glad when spring rolls around, though.

Tonight I’m going to the Big Vancouver Blogger Meetup. I’m pathologically afraid of new people, but I should at least make an attempt especially since I came in 3rd for Best Personal Blog in Vancouver (for which most of these people were also nominated). Perhaps I should make a sign. Or .. bring a foam hand. Do they make oversized novelty foam hands for third place?

So after whining about my job yesterday I sucked it up and went to talk to my boss. Everything is good, I don’t have anything to worry about, and the only reason the VP hasn’t talked to me directly is because he’s been really busy with other projects I’m not involved in and no worries, my time is coming. It’s all good. I tend to panic very easily when it comes to potential work drama, whether it’s real or imagined. I’ve had such terrible luck with companies in the past that I’m extremely gun shy and paranoid – if someone looks at me funny in the hallway, I immediately think I’m about to be fired and not that they’re looking at me funny because I’m wearing horns in the office again.

Ridiculous weather aside, I am looking forward to being social tonight. How bizarre is that?

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