So that makes 3 snow days, in 7 days. All my Dreamweaver classes, kaputt. Yesterday, I went into school at 10:30, but by 11 o’clock rolled around, security went on the PA system, and told us that the school was closing. Well, I did learn somethingin school yesterday. I had my teacher come over to me for some one-on-one help with a certain flaw in Dreamweaver. I’m putting together a children’s website, for my employer’s client. It’s almost complete now. I contacted the host/server guy and he’s going to set them up with a DNS server. Huzzah.

Shovelin’ give me da PIPES. I woke up at 7, only to realize that there won’t be any school again today. Mind you, I did quite a lot of school work at home yesterday. Be proud of the fellow procrastinator. I was so motivated. Anyway, I slept until 9, because my Mom called my cell. Peepers had come in from the outdoors and had some yucky stuff on her feet. You don’t wanna know. Cleaned that up, put on my winter gear and trudged out with Peeps to shovel a path for her to do her stuff. While I was taking a break, I sat in the snow with her. She got really hyper then, so I started making these awesome snowballs and tossing them in the air, while she was catching them – wanting more. It was super cute.

I’m off, to work on my magazine again. It’s coming along! All the style sheets, master pages, some ads/editoral are done. Drag’n’drop’er in.

I got my ticket booked! I’m going to visit Scott, again really soon! HOORAY!! Right now it’s slippery outside, and I just finished doing a bit of shoveling on the steps like a savage. It’s pretty cold out there today, so I was trying to do it fast. A lot of schools are closed, but not mine. I didn’t have classes this morning, because one of my teachers lives a sick drive away from the city. I gotta head into school now, for my class which is at 10:30. Wicked. No more news, I’m off to get some food in my stomach before I rot away.

LISTEN all you climbers/outdoor activity related people. People who love to write stories.. I need your attention on this entry here folks. If you don’t know this already, I’m a Graphic Design student/occasional climber for 10yrs and I’m doing a 56pg climbing magazine as a term project for school. I need some feature articles, some of your stories. Stories about how you nearly died takin a whipper, the adrenaline running through your system as you’re competing in the finals at a national competition, tell me what shoes you like the best/least, and why.. Anything. I need stories, about anything! Send them in, and you’ll be in my magazine. I suck at writing, and I don’t want to be taking stories from magazines like Rock & Ice, or Climbing. I want real stories, real people, different things. Just e-mail me (spiffykerms@hotmail.com) if you’re interested.