Coming home from my Monday night class around 9pm the snow was just starting, small flakes, all blowing from one direction, and i was reminded of that line in The Wizard of Oz "I think there's a storm brewing." The snow kept going until about that same time tonight -- mostly larger flakes that were less pleasant to be walking around in.
It's funny, earlier this winter i was saying that the schizophrenia of the weather might be one reason i wasn't sick of winter yet -- because we got reprieves from the bitter weather -- but now the schizophrenia is making it harder for me to be in love with the winter weather; because we keep getting snatches of spring it starts to feel like it should be spring. But i have a rep to maintain as winter-loving. And i really do enjoy the snow. And seeing everything all coated in white, trees and all, was really lovely.
I was amused that on the day people were talking about wishing we had the day off i actually managed to haul myself out of bed in time to actually eat breakfast.
I used the phrase "narrative integrity" in my Eyre Affair Blackboard posting and Skarda was a big fan. Apparently she'd never heard the phrase before. I totally didn't invent it but hey, academics are thieves. Learned that "Snow in the night is like a gift" is from The Horizontal Man.
Guest name (Guest) wrote:March 1 is Self-Injury Awareness Day. Last year, fox1013 posted a rant. This year she posted a story. meep.
how would we know if classes tomorrow are cancelled?
If you look out your window and it looks like one of the scenes from "Day After Tomorrow." Then you'd stand a chance.
SheOfTheManyUserNames is not dead. And lo there was much rejoicing.
And, in conclusion: I need to lock myself in my room for the next week and a half to get all my work done. (I think i need to make myself another to-do list.)
Lots of snow and passive-agressive whining does not a snow day make
Smith College: We only close for the apocalypse.