I have in the past expressed contempt for my hometown. Actually, the entire province. This is because it is rather contemptible, in many ways, a fact which my dear (and slightly less romantically challenged in recent weeks) friend Brad likes to gloat about and take advantage of at any given opportunity ( Read more... )

There is a lot of snow on the ground, and still falling. I somehow doubt the busses are running, and there are no winter tyres on my car ( Read more... )

It's snowing, which is beautiful. It also means that the entire city is about to shut down... Pity it's on a weekend, as that means no snow day for me.

I love snow. And winter. It's the only thing that makes me feel properly Christmas-y.

Also... *points to icon* Yay!