frosty ruminations

It's hardcore weather out there, man. 14F (-10C) right now, supposed to go down to -1F (-18C) tonight/tomorrow. The wind is vicious. They are predicting "treacherous conditions" during tomorrow morning's rush hour. So my commute to work might prove interesting...:| Should have taken one more day off... Btw, I didn't venture out today, and yesterday I only went to the laundromat, which is right across the street. That brief outing was quite enough to convince me that I did NOT need to expose myself to THIS kind of weather unless absolutely necessary... LOL. Strangely enough, the past four days went by pretty fast, considering how little I have managed to accomplish. Could be because I spent large chunks of Saturday AND Sunday in a semi-catatonic hormonal haze... I wasn't in terrible pain or anything - but I wasn't bursting with energy either, to put it mildly. I cooked some food, watched some Lost (I only have a few episodes left till the end!... *bites lip in distress* ;), read my favorite Dany & Dany yaoi manga for the umpteenth time, wrote a few emails, texted a bunch... Today was mostly devoted to finishing up Christmas shopping (online, obviously; I had thought of visiting a few stores, but the weather took that thought right out of my mind, LOL). So at least that's off the agenda. *relieved sigh* I have to say, though, that it seems more troublesome/time-consuming the older I get, and sometimes I really wish I could skip the whole thing. Btw, I thought I was going to start sending snail mail holiday cards again, since I've got a few new LJ friends who do it... but I just can't seem to fit that into my schedule. So it looks like I'll only be sending ONE card this year.:P [In case you're curious, it's going to meathiel, from whom I have already received one (thanks, by the way!... it's a lovely design!...:).]

Like I mentioned here before (more than once, probably) - greeting cards or gifts exchanged between people who don't actually keep in touch otherwise seem utterly meaningless to me, and it makes me feel terribly awkward to receive them, or to know I am expected to return them. ( Read more... )