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Spokane, Spokane.  You know, I liked you better when it was 21 degrees outside and my face ached with the cold.  It's December.  Why did you suddenly decide to bump the thermostat up to 40?  After giving us three or four inches of snow?  I know you didn't mean to flood the streets with shitty slush up to two inches deep over death-threatening ice, toss in a haze of rain, and 15 mph winds.

It took me thirty minutes to make the fifteen minute walk to Safeway.  Then back.  In the grossest weather conditions I've ever experienced.  It sucks when you can't tell whether the slush is solid, icy, or deep.

Ngh.  I need to do laundry.