It is totally disgusting outside. I am not sure how to describe the precipitation. It's wet like rain, cold, and painful like sleet, but coming down in big chunks like snow. All of the worst parts of what can come out of the sky short of frogs.
But it is excellent weather to hole up in a coffee shop and get postmodern. Which is a concept I think I actually get. Maybe because it is a lived condition rather than theory. Or because Facebook is such a great example of it. Or because it taps into my favorite modern art (or is it postmodern - like Dada?) Or maybe because I downed half of my dirty chai in like 10 minutes.
OK. Now I have to write a bunch of emails about teaching, work on my prospectus and write thank you notes. Thankfully, all of this can be done within the confines of my apartment, in my jammies, under the covers and parked next to the space heater.
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Ahhh....space heaters! If they existed 2000+ years ago they would have shrines built in their honor. They would be bowed down to. Instead, they exist now...where they are huddled over and even sat upon in a desperate attempt to feel warmer. But you gotta love them! They are second only to an electric blanket.
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