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katallison) wrote2004-12-12 02:26 pm
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Good *god*, it's wild out there today. The past week has been a succession of almost-identical days -- grey, dampish, still, mild (well, mid-30s). But today there's a big cold front blowing in, with *massive* violent winds screaming down from the north, gusts up to 50-60 mph. It was very exciting walking across the open parking lot from my car into Target--I nearly got blown off my feet a couple of times--and I've seen several houses whose holiday decorations are strewn all over the front lawn.
A wonderful day, in other words, to hunker down with a blanket, and some of the excellent beef stew I made yesterday, and a chunk of homemade bread, and my Sekrit Santa story, which is stalled about three-quarters of the way through. Later I shall decorate the tree (and thank *god* I brought it home yesterday--this would not be a good day to be tooling down the freeway with an eight-foot balsam hanging out of the back of my Civic).
And I am having way too much fun putting Santa hats on icons. Must shut down Paintshop now, and open up the goddamned story. *sigh*
A wonderful day, in other words, to hunker down with a blanket, and some of the excellent beef stew I made yesterday, and a chunk of homemade bread, and my Sekrit Santa story, which is stalled about three-quarters of the way through. Later I shall decorate the tree (and thank *god* I brought it home yesterday--this would not be a good day to be tooling down the freeway with an eight-foot balsam hanging out of the back of my Civic).
And I am having way too much fun putting Santa hats on icons. Must shut down Paintshop now, and open up the goddamned story. *sigh*
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I can think of a few kinder, gentler methods I'd rather Canada used to give us air. This one really isn't buddies.
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Look! Look!
I love my new Paintshop 8.0!! It is SO very different from everything up to then.
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*dies*
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The winds of doom blew through my town on Saturday night. We went from mind to arctic in half an hour. My ears still haven't recovered.
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But then, story. *weighs and ponders* I don't envy you the choice.