Welcome Spring..Damn You

Every since I came back from Vegas, I brought back the Vegas weather with me.

"Sunny, 80s....man I would take that!" You say...

But alas, no, the weather in Vegas was very windy and cold with the average in the low 50s, but feeling colder. Well, here in DC it is colder than that and very, very windy, and I am starting to get pissed.

A long time ago, when deciding to apply to law school, I applied to Northeastern University School of Law as my "safety" school, but a safety school I actually could see myself attending. It is in a great college town (Boston), very liberal, very focused on public interest, and had a co-op program that is redefining legal education. Well, I got in, and got an extremely generous funding package from them. Still not sure, I decided I wanted to visit every school I got in to before deciding. I could not go to admitted students day at NEU because I would be visiting my sister in London, so I decided to go a few weeks earlier in mid-March. Well, when I went up there I caught the tail-end of a big snow---what we would probably call a blizzard in RIC. Anyway, that really played into my decision because I do not like cold weather and snow and a place that is cold and snowy into the Spring is unacceptable to me. It was not the only reason, but it was a reason. I cannot lie.

Flash forward two years to present time in DC and guess what, it is freezing. And it snowed last night! A very weird, dry snow that left no trace, but still, snow. It is Spring!!! No snow in the Spring! I am adamant on this point. So adamant that anybody who tries to reason with me will get the wrath of me...especially if they try to reason with me while I am stuck in the Law Review office doing stupid, mindless tasks. Yesterday, this perfectly nice person who is on Law Review with me from Idaho tried to do such a thing. Some random flurries were falling during my work in the office and I exclaimed...."no snow in March!" To which she tried to reason with me: "Well, we did have a mild Winter" Knowing she was from Idaho, and therefore more used to winter weather than I, and that she is on Law Review with me, I decided the best response was: "Fuck that, I don't care, it's Spring!!!" Again, in an extremely patient, reasoning voice she replies, "It is not going to snow that much." Again, though, I decided the best tact to take was an extreme: "I don't care, NO SNOW IN MARCH!!!" I am the queen of maturity and reason.

This weather has been completely unacceptable. I am ready to wear my skirts, flip flops, message t-shirts. I am ready to start feeling warm again. And I am starting to feel that if I was going to have to put up with cold weather and snow in March, I might as well have gone to NEU and be a lot less in debt than I am now.