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It's been snowing and it's going to snow. According to my mother, it isn't that cold outside, but these giant white globs of snow have been falling thick and steadily ever since I woke up this morning. Alicia is asleep; I woke her at eleven, and she said she'd get up, but she just passed out in my brother's bed again after I left the room. I'll let her sleep. I think she likes to sleep. I think she's worried I'll be annoyed with her for it, but it's fine, since I like solitary mornings. Anyway, her visit is going well, and she likes my house and my family, and I'm happy she's here, and this is what I would have written yesterday, if I'd written here yesterday. Except for the part about the snow. The snow is new.