Brr. Argh.
Jan. 14th, 2004 10:15 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thebratqueenApparently we're getting Siberian chills here in the land of TBQ. Since clearly Canada's weather didn't hate us enough.
3 degrees, not including wind chill, at the moment and beyond that the weatherfolk are basically taking all the guys aside, patting them on the back in a comforting manner, and saying "Well you might see them again next week. We'll let you know."
Supposedly we'll be getting snow with all this too but who knows if we believe that? They swear 3-6 inches by tomorrow morning but I'll believe it when I see it.
Of course the ironic flip side is that I really could use more milk. Think the folks at the grocery store would mind if I added to the chaos if I included a picture of my fridge to show that no, really, I'm out?
In other news there's a new Angel tonight and ain't nothing wrong with that. I hope to have the influx of new Wolfram & Harty goodness will help me with my goal to do at least a part or two of Pet before I fall prey to the brainstorming of other bunnies again.
Speaking of which, if you want to see my brain strip its gears you can watch it as I flip back and forth between Pet thoughts and Trust Me ones. Smoke actually comes out of my nose. It's funny.
3 degrees, not including wind chill, at the moment and beyond that the weatherfolk are basically taking all the guys aside, patting them on the back in a comforting manner, and saying "Well you might see them again next week. We'll let you know."
Supposedly we'll be getting snow with all this too but who knows if we believe that? They swear 3-6 inches by tomorrow morning but I'll believe it when I see it.
Of course the ironic flip side is that I really could use more milk. Think the folks at the grocery store would mind if I added to the chaos if I included a picture of my fridge to show that no, really, I'm out?
In other news there's a new Angel tonight and ain't nothing wrong with that. I hope to have the influx of new Wolfram & Harty goodness will help me with my goal to do at least a part or two of Pet before I fall prey to the brainstorming of other bunnies again.
Speaking of which, if you want to see my brain strip its gears you can watch it as I flip back and forth between Pet thoughts and Trust Me ones. Smoke actually comes out of my nose. It's funny.
