this weekend wasnt bad..on friday, out of the blue, ryan calls me, to see if i wanted to do something, i have no idea how he got my #. o well..we planed to see somethings gotta give with jack nicholson but i couldnt go bc my moms a bitch.. saturday grace came over and we went to see somethings gotta give and we rented movies...she slept over.. on sunday we went sledriding..then we took along walk on duncan ave to eckard and then to ferguson...a snow plow comes along and hes goin like 55 miles an hour..throwing snow up in the air 10 feet...i run for cover behind a telephone pole and grace hides behind me..we get clobered with dirty ice and snow from the road..it almost knocked me out..so we continue our journey to ferguson and this one car pelts us with more dirty snow..as we reach our turn to get off along comes my dad..he stops right in the middle of the road and causes a jam..screams my name and makes us get in the car with him..hes is screaming my head off and takes us back home..so we walk up the hill to take a walk and we meet this really cute guy named john..later that night was AWESOME...thanks T.