Besides the general Loveliness of having someone that you respect tell you "good job". Unfortunately, the snow and ice were insane and it cut my travels short. I made my way back among the slippery side streets and listened to myself in grand Narcissistic fashion.

Which I'm SURE is not spelled right.

The snow and ice has just been insane. The crust is thick enough that even big fat ME doesn't break through, and I've been skating on the front lawn in a rare rob rapture.

Heather and I got to make mirangue! Well, meringue and cointreau. It was Looooverly.

March 1st, 2007.
A difficult nothing sort of day. My computer had a simple problem that has been exacerbated into a "wipe-the-drive-and-reinstall-the--fucking-OS" problem. It's coming up on 5pm and I've been working on making my laptop run since around 10am. It's driving me nuts.

And before we get too excited about the fact that it's at least working well enough for me to be typing a Journal entry, I'll let you in on a little secret: I'm typing this on my phone.

This is also driving me nuts.

Heather and I left yesterday - delayed by one thing and another - everything from family