The Green Room

We’re watching silly British television accompanied with Irish coffee and fondue. So, before I get too sloshed to type properly, Happy New Year!

I spent my Powell’s gift certificate on The Cambridge Old English Reader. Because I am crazy.

Happy New Year from Italy and England!

My social frustration is akin to what I felt when we were reading Kant. If only everyone else had been paying attention and kept proper notes, we could have been talking about ideas, instead of definitions.

Orphans of Chaos was one of the books that Tori and Katherine and Brianne pushed into my hands at Croquet last spring, and I have only just now finally read it. Usually whenever someone says to me, “You must read this fantasy-type book!” I run screaming in the other direction, not because I don’t like [...]

The clouds are so thick, they make the light look blue.

I’d been waiting for this.

Well, they opened the office up today, and I was almost tempted to go in, just to get downtown for a bit, but I think all that tramping about in the snow yesterday did me no good, because by the time I went to bed last night, my throat was feeling a bit scratchy, and [...]

No work again today. I’m starting to get a little restless. Luckily we’ve got the trek over to my parents house, loaded down with presents and a fondue pot, to look forward to tomorrow.

I guess I should have deferred my jury service after all. The courts are shut down due to the blizzard, and their answering machine says that they’re not going to reschedule any of the jurors who were due to come in today. Damn it. I was looking forward to this. Look on the bright side [...]