snowconez and slippery slopez

This fragrant metal evening, yep I'm staring at the blinds while I type, I dream of goin' to HARBIN INT'L ICE AND SNOW FESTIVAL!

There's no snow here in Stockholm at the mo when all I really wanna do is sip on a hot choco before I plunge my NACKEDNESS into the white, oh and don't forget that HAWT SAUNA! The rush as your body flushes from point to point to point. Nerve endings tingling, jumping, forfeiting the notion that your body won't feel any discomfort at the end of it all. ;-D