The Second Time I Hated Snow

I was supposed to go to DC tonight to do a networking night. You know, to meet people. Unfortunately, snow decided to hit at the most inopportunte time.

It all started yesterday when I was at Border having lunch with Laura. I thought that would be the end of the snow, meaning it was just a really violent flurry. But then I went to sleep and BAM there was snow on the ground.

My parents were originally not going to let me go (which is sort of ridiculous, I'm 21, I could take a train, they can't really ground me). But then I wake up and they're like, "Yeah, I-95 will be clear."

Naturally as soon as I get the go ahead, they cancel it. Bummer!