I love snow.
Two things about me first thing in the morning, I need caffeine and I need loud music. Someone coming up behind me while I'm making tea and tapping me on the shoulder when I haven't heard them over Metallica is going to give me heart failure. And two minutes later when my MP3 player has skipped to AC/DC, someone else asking me where the lightswitch is probably isn't going to get an answer because I. CAN'T. HEAR. OVER. THE. MUSIC. *g*
Apology retracted. I am not a ginger! (And I'm a helluva lot blonder than Sam Winchester... *g*)