dear diary

ok. Well this is something new. i have been writing in a diary on my homepage for over a year now and in a paper diary for 10 years but here we go I welcome myself to wherever I am.

The snow here is piled up all over the streets. The plows

did an ok job this time around. But there is no where to park at all in town here. We usually park on both sides of the streets here but they have decided to shut one off for everyone to park on one side and let the other be a station for dirty snow. so yesterday I got home and walked up 5 blocks to shovel my car out and off. What I didnt expect was three neighbors coming outside and cursing me and watching me struggle. The snow plow had covered my whole car and the mad neighbors made a pile in front of my car about 7 feet high. I shoveled it out with some help from a nice neighbor then I had to move my car. I drove around the block for about 30 minutes and started to cry fo there was no where to park at all.

It seemed like the parking was as impossible as my whole life puzzle, not so many missing pieces but to many crowded pieces with no where to go. How else can you enjoy winter if you didn’t have tragedies like this to

just prove how shitty life and people can be. What a wonderful day it is.