So I drew, a little, and wished I had paints. Watched Planet of the Apes, and a few episodes of Sex and the City. (Hilarious show… I'm really glad Matt got it in on DVD.) Sunday there was a lot of Sci Fi television (very cool!) and the Simpsons.
Had to be at work at 6 this morning. Blech. Driving in was very hairy. Trying to walk up our driveway was worse. Very, very, very slippery. Schools were closed today. If there hadn't been a project that needed to be out today, I would have played hooky. As it was, the script I wrote worked flawlessly, and a monkey could have run it, so I didn't actually need to be here.
Writing a terribly, horribly sad Kadanzer story… good stuff, but depressing. Ought to be writing something less far-off in the timeline. Ought to be plotting for Grindstone, but I'm not. I did put together an outline for the Jenny/Bjorn stuff, though, so I'll have a jumping off point, if that's what I decide to do. Maybe I should be digging up that darn Creative Sparks article Ciri and I started eons ago. Gah…
Two power outages already today. I expect more. Thank heavens for battery backups. And there was an 11-car pile up near Eielson. (A four-car pile-up is front-page news around here, mind you.) I saw at least eight places that cars had been in the ditch when we were driving in this morning. Ugly, ugly weather.