Greetings from the Ice Cave.

Hello, my lovely friends, and how are you? I'll tell you how I am, I'm COLD!!!!! eep....it's snowing today (as Brock mentioned in his journal--> http://apollosarrows.deviantart.com/journal/7062047/) and yes it's beautiful and loverly and all such things (though it would be more so if it was actually sticking), but along with the snow comes the COLD. Which wouldn't be so much of a problem, except my mother has developed a sudden aversion to heating. Something to do with the electric bill. Which I can kind of understand, I guess, but what I think SHE needs to understand is the fact that I am sitting here typing on the computer WITH GLOVES ON. Yes. I am not even kidding. I am wearing big fluffy slippers and a hooded sweatshirt (hood up) and GLOVES, plus my uber-warm flannel jammies. When I go to bed, I wear all these things, and on my bed are the usual sheet and comforter, plus an afghan and two thick fluffy blankets that aren't usually there. Now for most people, this is an indicator that it's time to turn the heat up a notch or two. My mother, it seems, is not most people. Ack....my basement has turned from The Refrigerator to The Ice Cave. Joyous.

Oy....alrighty, well in other news, I managed to switch hours with another girl at work so I can go see all my lovely pallies in the musical Saturday night---yay!

And I really oughta be working on my short story for Creative Writing instead of this, so I think I'll go now. Later!