Oh, weather.

Snowed today. Snowed. Not where I was, sadly, but in-city. So surely it counts. (Me, I got rain.)

Weirdly limbo-like day at work; got up and showed up and was absolutely ready to do the last bookings on the travel and get this pile of paper off my desk--

--and no-one had their information in, and no-one got it in to me all day.

Made chicken kung-pao for dinner. Odd recipe. Never would've thought of using Splenda for sauce, but it worked out fairly well.

Finished The Music of Razors by Cameron Rogers last night. Love the setup and story and ideas, and about half the characters. And yet parts of it feel oddly flat; I'm sure tension should've been more consistent during the climax of the story, though I couldn't tell you if it was the writing or my just being distracted.

And for some reason, I keep wanting to punctuate everything I'm writing with emoticons and ellipses right now...

EDIT: Bloody hell, I have water chestnut laced with chili up my nose.