The good part is that the morning they’re predicting one to two feet of snow by the end of the day, I don’t have to leave the house because it’s Presidents’ Day. The bad part is that the morning they’re actually predicting enough snow that NYU might have cancelled classes (which, despite these younguns claiming it as an impossibility, happened twice in the winter of 1999), we’ve already got the day off because it’s Presidents’ Day.

But I mean really, it looks like either way today is pretty much earmarked for staying in bed and playing Vice City and drinking serious quantities of tea.