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Snow. Not. Funny.

It's 3:30 in the morning, and I'm getting ready to pack up and go to bed (why get a good night's sleep when you can doze on the cross-Atlantic flight?).

I looked out the window and saw that it's snowing. It's barely been winter here, and now it decides to snow? 7 hours before my plane leaves?

If I get stuck here because of weather, I'll be ... well, stuck.