Well, today was a pretty crappy day to be outside, but Paul and I went out anyway and I managed to get some shopping done for my own part.

That girl* at The Tower was wise to suggest Wal-Mart...

* - I mean, a woman, really, but saying "That woman" seems so staid. Or even vindictive: "That woman stole my car!" So I regret that I will have to make ( Read more... )

Scene: My bed.

"Get up! We've got to go shovel!"

Ugh. I looked around, blinked, and pulled myself up. The scene outside the window looked strangely dim, as if the sun had yet to rise. Disbelieving, I glanced at the clock on my mobile phone.

6:30?!"It's 6:30!" I cried ( Read more... )