this icon has seldom been more apt
Dec. 20th, 2012 03:27 pmWe're under not just a winter storm warning, but a blizard warning until midnight tonight. We've had over a foot of snow so far, and it's forecast that we'll get six inches more tonight. End of the world? Forget fire or earthquake, forget lava. The world will end by snow. ... Or not, because I know we'll be here come the weekend. But I had to get my two cents in about it somehow.
Took the dog out to play in the snay earlier today. He was a very happy, sniffy labby for a while. Then we came back in, and since it was still coming down out there (still is, too) he really was a snow lab for a minute! I looked like a white-haired old woman. Aaaaaand then we were just drenched. :)
I tried to make my way up to the square, got snarled in difficulty finding buried sidewalks on both paths I tried, gave up and went home. All I could think for a second there was 'I lost my way.' Then I nearly got teary right in the middle of Main Street. I know most people would call that an overreaction, but it made perfect, painful sense to me just then. For those who aren't gigantic quote geeks like me, 'I lost my way' is a Gene Roe quote from 'Bastogne'. Ow ow ow.
Couldn't be bothered to pick up a bottle of booze last evening, though I did get the rest of the groceries earlier yesterday morning. Now I wish I had gotten something. Oh well. I'm supposed to travel home tomorrow, but if we're getting several further inches of snow tonight, the roads may be questionable for a while. Heck, they're still pretty questionable now, and that's with crews out and working since dawn. I also know that the temperature's slated to drop, which could lead to ice, and that never does travelers any favors. We shall see, I suppose.
I think tonight is going to consist of threading (snowball fight and OOMery with Sariel!) and DXing a ton. Between the pirate ops, the hams and anybody else who shows up, the end of the world should be pretty thoroughly celebrated on radio. My evening's going to be the very definition of wild, isn't it? :)
I also need to get back to working on the fic![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
ysabetwordsmith and I have been discussing. This is the perfect sort of weather to write the refugees being welcomed by Resistance folks in Ontario. I need to get Kendra out of her rather shocky state first though, ditto her traveling companion, unless I just skip over a couple scenes for now. Those scenes are rather important in setting up the tone of the introductions that happen once everyone's relatively clear-headed, though. They also influence who gets introduced when, and what reactions Kendra has to certain people. Hmm. ... If I go on like this, I'll be spamming my friends page with my thought processes more than usual before long. Heh. :)
The wind has been consistently over 20 miles per hour since morning. It's howling around my windowframes. No wonder I'm cold. Must turn the heat up in here! Bur!
Took the dog out to play in the snay earlier today. He was a very happy, sniffy labby for a while. Then we came back in, and since it was still coming down out there (still is, too) he really was a snow lab for a minute! I looked like a white-haired old woman. Aaaaaand then we were just drenched. :)
I tried to make my way up to the square, got snarled in difficulty finding buried sidewalks on both paths I tried, gave up and went home. All I could think for a second there was 'I lost my way.' Then I nearly got teary right in the middle of Main Street. I know most people would call that an overreaction, but it made perfect, painful sense to me just then. For those who aren't gigantic quote geeks like me, 'I lost my way' is a Gene Roe quote from 'Bastogne'. Ow ow ow.
Couldn't be bothered to pick up a bottle of booze last evening, though I did get the rest of the groceries earlier yesterday morning. Now I wish I had gotten something. Oh well. I'm supposed to travel home tomorrow, but if we're getting several further inches of snow tonight, the roads may be questionable for a while. Heck, they're still pretty questionable now, and that's with crews out and working since dawn. I also know that the temperature's slated to drop, which could lead to ice, and that never does travelers any favors. We shall see, I suppose.
I think tonight is going to consist of threading (snowball fight and OOMery with Sariel!) and DXing a ton. Between the pirate ops, the hams and anybody else who shows up, the end of the world should be pretty thoroughly celebrated on radio. My evening's going to be the very definition of wild, isn't it? :)
I also need to get back to working on the fic
ysabetwordsmith and I have been discussing. This is the perfect sort of weather to write the refugees being welcomed by Resistance folks in Ontario. I need to get Kendra out of her rather shocky state first though, ditto her traveling companion, unless I just skip over a couple scenes for now. Those scenes are rather important in setting up the tone of the introductions that happen once everyone's relatively clear-headed, though. They also influence who gets introduced when, and what reactions Kendra has to certain people. Hmm. ... If I go on like this, I'll be spamming my friends page with my thought processes more than usual before long. Heh. :) The wind has been consistently over 20 miles per hour since morning. It's howling around my windowframes. No wonder I'm cold. Must turn the heat up in here! Bur!
