fifteen feet of pure, white sleet

Got up for work this morning: check.
Fed the animals: check.
Wearing underwear rightside out: check.
Withdrew from my accounting class with minimal effort: check.
Didn't stab anyone in the mouth: check.
Sassed my father on the phone: check.
Drove home in freezing sleet: ...errr. I'm skeered.

Seriously. It's fairly brutal out right now. AND I have to stop at the store and buy a metric fucktonne of cat litter. I also did not bring my hoodie with me to work, for added snow protection.

God-fucking-damnit.