I make toys but I've got aspirations
Today I spent four hours sitting on a train, listening to the girls (late teens/early twenties, I think?) dissecting their friendship in mind-numbing detail in the seat directly in front of me, and watching the snow blow by and thinking.
Snow has become, to me, just the latest of story devices I happen to experience. Snow is the threat in Blizzard! by Jim Murphy, the thing that lets Angel go out during the day in that episode of Buffy, and the main weapon one can use against the Heat Miser.
I used to absolutely love snow without reservation. I still love it, but now it's colored with question marks. Will this make it harder to get home from the train? What if I need the school library? Will work tomorrow be cancelled? Will I wear my Amazing Race logo hat out, or my Paul Frank one with the monkey, or the headband-y one which is colder but which gives me that awesome moment when I just step inside and glance at the mirror and the tiny crystals of snowflakes are stuck to my hair and I feel like one of those TV characters, who has nothing to worry about except if whatever I touch turns to slush (I'm too much!) or, you know. If thousands of people will die. Whichever. The point is- questions.
Which doesn't ruin snow, but it changes it, a little.
The store where I work closed early today; they posted a notice on the door with a number to call for tomorrow's hours. My parents planned to come up tomorrow; they've amended that to "unless the weather is still this bad later and then we'll figure something out." Walking home my glasses were so wet I couldn't see out of them and my hair was caked with snowflakes. I almost walked into multiple cars, but didn't, because it's snow and snow is magic.
When I got home I plugged in my laptop, plugged in my cell phone, and crawled into bed to read Snowbound!, the seventh BSC super-special which for some reason seemed appropriate. Then I slept for four or five hours. It was amazing.
I guess my happy thing for today is snow, but to be honest, even that requires a lot more brain power than I have right now.
Hi, LJ. I love everyone a LOT right now.
Now who wants to make me work more on my Yuletide fic? :D?
Snow has become, to me, just the latest of story devices I happen to experience. Snow is the threat in Blizzard! by Jim Murphy, the thing that lets Angel go out during the day in that episode of Buffy, and the main weapon one can use against the Heat Miser.
I used to absolutely love snow without reservation. I still love it, but now it's colored with question marks. Will this make it harder to get home from the train? What if I need the school library? Will work tomorrow be cancelled? Will I wear my Amazing Race logo hat out, or my Paul Frank one with the monkey, or the headband-y one which is colder but which gives me that awesome moment when I just step inside and glance at the mirror and the tiny crystals of snowflakes are stuck to my hair and I feel like one of those TV characters, who has nothing to worry about except if whatever I touch turns to slush (I'm too much!) or, you know. If thousands of people will die. Whichever. The point is- questions.
Which doesn't ruin snow, but it changes it, a little.
The store where I work closed early today; they posted a notice on the door with a number to call for tomorrow's hours. My parents planned to come up tomorrow; they've amended that to "unless the weather is still this bad later and then we'll figure something out." Walking home my glasses were so wet I couldn't see out of them and my hair was caked with snowflakes. I almost walked into multiple cars, but didn't, because it's snow and snow is magic.
When I got home I plugged in my laptop, plugged in my cell phone, and crawled into bed to read Snowbound!, the seventh BSC super-special which for some reason seemed appropriate. Then I slept for four or five hours. It was amazing.
I guess my happy thing for today is snow, but to be honest, even that requires a lot more brain power than I have right now.
Hi, LJ. I love everyone a LOT right now.
Now who wants to make me work more on my Yuletide fic? :D?