It's blindingly bright outside, and everything is melting. Right now, the temperature is 35˚F, with the windchill at 24˚F. There's a slight chance of more snow, and the nights for the next few days are going to be horribly cold - 29˚F tonight, 28˚F tomorrow night, 23˚F on Friday night, 23˚F on Saturday night. At home, there's a freeze warning ( Read more... )

It's cold here and mostly sunny. The NWS says it's "breezy," which is apparently how they describe winds of 16-21 mph, gusting to 50 mph. The winds sets on edge every nerve I possess. It makes me grind my teeth. Currently, it's 52˚F, but the windchill is 45˚F. We have some seriously cold air on the way. The forecast low for Saturday night is 8˚F, ( Read more... )

We got snow last night, maybe an inch. Just enough to make the world white. Last night it had the beauty that snow at night has, softening the knife's edge of winter, grinding down the rusty blade. But today it's nothing but a reminder of the season's bitterness. The sun is blinding off a billion ice crystals. Currently, 26˚F, with the windchill at ( Read more... )

The sun came back today, and it's a little warmer. But the sky makes me want to lie down and moan. Currently, it's 49˚F. I'm beginning to believe that damn scaffold is going to be outside my office window all fucking winter. The landlord refuses to offer any explanation or hint at when it might go away. I've considered sabotage ( Read more... )

I'd seriously hoped my winter rage would not visit this year. But it was waiting for me when I woke yesterday morning, like a baseball bat to my face. Fear, dread, depression, and a white rage, like staring unblinking into 300-watt halogen bulbs. I rode in on the snow. I should have left in October, but I was an idiot and decided to tough out one ( Read more... )

I swore I'd not see another goddamn New England winter. Yet, here I am, a year later. We got our first snow this morning, a shitty, scabby affair, but a reminder, all the same, that I failed to get out when I ought to have gone. A reminder of what's to come. Currently, it's overcast and 35˚F (feels like 24˚F). The beginning of this year's stale ( Read more... )

My intent was to write a genuine entry today. However, the world is conspiring otherwise. I'll try again tomorrow. In the meantime, this from my Facebook (October 19th ( Read more... )

Kathryn and I have come down with something. A cold or something. I don't know. I seem to be feeling a little better, but I'm still wiped out. I lost all of yesterday, spent the whole day in bed. I fucking hate that. I cannot stand feeling so useless. Hopefully, today will be better ( Read more... )