Dear Diary funny radio bit
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Dear diary. December 5th. Move to my new home in Wilkes Barre. It's so beautiful here. I just love it. December 16th got my wish the snow started coming down hard late in the day. I can't wait to go out and build a snowman. December 17th. I woke to find a puffy blanket of white. We had a snowball fight. I won and then the snow plow came by. We had to go out and shovel the driveway again. What a beautiful area. December 31st. Most of the snow is melted. I sure hope we get some more. January 14th. We got a few inches. It's so beautiful. I don't even mind all the shoveling, please. Please, please. More snow February 1st. Oh my. It snowed like Antarctica. I love it though. But the snowplow did its little trick at the end of my driveway again. February 2nd. What the hell is going on? It's still snowing. Couldn't get out of my driveway to go to the store and my back is killing me from shoveling February 7th. Finally, old man, winter seems to be mellowing. I haven't had to touch a shovel in days. Maybe I'll finally be able to calm down a bit. February 15th. You gotta be kidding me. Here we go again. I tried to measure how much fell but I can't even open my front door. I hate this February 16th. Well, isn't this a frigging riot? It's still snowing at this rate. It won't melt until August the snow plow got stuck at the bottom of my driveway. The guy asked to borrow my shovel. I hit him in the head with it.