thoughts on a snowy morning

i suppose waking up jittery is better than waking up stuffy.  to be honest, though, they both kind of suck in different ways.  i shake my fist at you, foul cold medicine, for without you i am miserable, and with you i twitch!

on my way home this morning (no, it's nothing like that exciting), i caught myself thinking "there's something about having to walk three blocks to take a shower that just isn't right."  of course it wasn't much later that i thought, "wait a sec, that sort of implies that there's something about having to walk three blocks to take a shower that is right."  which, particularly as it is snowing and windy, is patently not the case.

i made sure to take my hat with me, so i didn't have to walk home in the snow with a bare wet head.