Big snow this weekend. I don’t really have anything poetic to say about the snow. I like snow. It’s pretty. I like winter. I liked the cold. This weekend felt like Christmas vacation. I just sat around eating cereal and reading magazines. And still archiving CDRs.

I have no real profound statements to make.

No observations to pass on.

Well, maybe one – my feet are cold.

I’m going to bed.

PIX OF THE DAY: It would suck if they had to use that fire escape today.
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